Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Inhaler, Pt. 2, artist - Bru-C. Date of issue: 21.05.2020
Song language: English
Inhaler, Pt. 2 |
| Hold tight the mandem raving a lot |
| Hold tight the mandem raving a lot |
| Part two |
| It’s funny how they never wanna see me winning |
| But I keep coming with bangers, I done that from the beginning |
| I been putting in the work and you been putting in the chilling |
| Now you’re struggling in the deep end while I’m on holiday swimming |
| I’m a lyric-killing villain, if I’m not rapping, I’m singing |
| Always got the bad you’re feeling, I go higher than the ceiling |
| I got tricks like a magician, I’m about to make a killing |
| Ayo, Banzai, I think that it’s time we drop the fucking rhythm |
| Or shall we just keep it building up and building up again? |
| It is the wicked drum and bass, no, we ain’t coming to pretend |
| And we be skanking in the week and drinking up on the weekend |
| Now put your motherfucking hands up 'cause it’s time to represent |
| Let me drop it like a piece of litter |
| Every time I speak, I see the people waiting for the next lyric they’ll see |
| Bru-C deliver |
| Them man can’t believe I’m iller |
| Dead rappers, I eat for dinner |
| Funny how my name is getting fat and now I’m feeling bigger |
| Turn it 'round and lick the titty |
| Ride it down a likkle jitty |
| I get skippy, quickly on the rhythm cah I’m feeling sickly |
| Ain’t got time to build a spliffy |
| I’m colder than Mr. Whippy |
| British like a fucking fish and chippy (UK) |
| And we go higher, higher, higher, higher |
| Step inside the place and we set it on fire |
| Said you don’t like Bru-C, you’re a liar |
| I’m a top geezer, fuck Danny Dyer |
| Gun fingers raising, up they go higher |
| Flashing lights in the rave, we get higher |
| I say 'higher', you say 'higher' |
| Higher (Higher) |
| Higher (Higher) |
| Yo, man get wavy on the weekend |
| Them boy lazy, love to pretend |
| Causing mayhem in the AM |
| Might slide in the DM in the PM |
| 6AM, I’m drinking green tea |
| Then go training with the PT |
| Play my tune and then repeat me |
| MP3, vinyl or CD |
| Since 2-double-0−7, I been around |
| With tunes that make your jaw spin around |
| I walk to the spot, drink all the CÎROC |
| Go back to my hotel, crawling around |
| Glug, glug, glug, I’m forcing it down |
| Afterwards link, I’m calling it now |
| I play hard but I work much harder |
| That’s why I be talk of the town |
| In the office with Declan at Krudd |
| Rehearsals mean the sets have got good |
| Don’t big up your chest, I’m not shook |
| Can’t keep up with lads, I want blood |
| Rhyme the best of all, shine at festivals |
| She rides the dick and likes the testicles |
| Don’t eat food with high cholesterol |
| Like my fruit and I like my vegetable |
| Keep thinking of things you don’t know |
| I’m ten out of ten, you’re so-so |
| Your girl wants me, got a powerful feel for the brain |
| Just like Mojo Jojo |
| Keep thinking of things you can’t do |
| Heavy on the track, lyrics you can’t move |
| I need to take a breather |
| Let’s call this one 'Inhaler Pt. |
| 2' |
| What we tellin' 'em? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Hold tight the mandem raving a lot |
| Hold tight the mandem raving a lot |
| Let’s switch it up though |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Hold tight the mandem raving again |
| Make sure you invest the papers you spend (Stack 'em) |
| Don’t surrender to the flavours and trends (No) |
| Flip what you stack like, «Mate, you’re a gem» |
| Saw man buy new plates for their Benz |
| Brand new house in their favourite ends |
| It’s cool to go out on a wavy weekend |
| But get back on track and start racing again |
| Hold tight the mandem raving again |
| Hold tight the mandem raving again |
| Hold tight |
| Hold tight |
| Hold tight |
| Hold tight |
| Hold tight the mandem raving again |
| And it’s Bru-C |