Lyrics Heavy Trackerz - 2 Face, GEN, Manga Saint Hilare

Heavy Trackerz

Yeah, give them some fire
If I go to light my fire
You don’t wanna get caught in the crossfire
Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire
Yeah, give them some fire
If I go to light my fire
You don’t wanna get caught in the crossfire
Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire
Can’t school me about reloads
You can’t school me about stage-shows
You can’t school me about 140
Nah, can’t school me about radio
Do what I want when I say so
Say what I want to your face, bro
Man can’t copy and paste my ting
We ain’t got the same flow
Yeah, General ain’t inna no dilly-dally
Man are from Essex, that’s word to Cally
I know white bruddas from the ends like Barry
Skinheads on a kidnap ting, masked up with the bally
That’ll drag a man out to the alley
Jook man and dash man out in the valley
Whole team red like say I’m in Manny
I’ll leave with your gyal and that’s word to Sally
These man have been bad from when?
Know I’ve been cold with the bars from time
I’ve never seen them, not round here
Don’t know what they’re lying for, no, it ain’t that
Anybody sitting on the riddim gets spun
Know that I’m levels above, they ain’t close
Nuh badda mention a boy with me
Wickedest style that I’ve had from day
Eediats, I’m speaking facts
Don’t wanna hear talk 'bout squeezing mash
Animal, man don’t eat in tracks
Putting in the work, don’t need no stacks
Turn man to a veg, big ting clash
When the ting go boom, don’t mean scratch
Bare man are just gassed and don’t wanna graft
I ain’t no draw-out, fuck all of that
When we come in, tune affi beat
Gyal affi beat, shots affi beat
Man make so much money on the street
Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat
When we come in, tune beat
Gyal beat, shots beat
Man make so much money on the street
Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat, rah
Yeah, dark side came from Jedi
Two and a q and a half, can’t red eye
Now I’m
I am the HD SCART antennae
Open a shopping cart, get ten items
Everyone dead, can’t send I
West got vision and them lot
One man army, come like
Whenever I’m speaking
I beg man be quiet
You’re talking but no one’s hearing
I beg man be quiet
You’re speaking without no meaning
I beg man be quiet
Sitting on your high horse preaching
I beg man be quiet, eediat
HeavyTrackerz on the riddim and Gen, it’s a given
Every time I skip on the riddim, I’m gonna kill 'em
Tryna see what I’ve written, but every lyric I spit, I spin 'em
He said he’s better than me but he isn’t
I’ll freestyle this, I ain’t gotta write this
When you recite it’s as frightening as ISIS
Bloodshot eye was a pain in my eyes
As clear as daylight whenever I wear a mic,