Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Take It Personal, artist - Cadet. Date of issue: 20.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't Take It Personal |
| Stepped in, underrated legend in the place |
| Thought the energy came from you |
| Until I touched mic, got the whole booth rearranged |
| New school, yeah I’m improved in a way |
| Way better than them niggas that you used to behave |
| The shotty in a tracksuit like who’s brave |
| Got me walking like I’m using a cane |
| Ah shit, who’s this? |
| Who’s tryna get busy with the kid? |
| I was really getting fizzy with the fifth |
| Sincerely get Lizzie in the bits (Cadet, Cadet) |
| Billy in the gip |
| Dumb money, tryna get silly with the chips |
| Shooting up your Apnas, Karlas, and Kuras |
| I bet you can’t see through the Mist |
| I’m back on my bullshit, Chicago murder spree |
| If I hit him with the full clip, his soul might end up in purgatory |
| It’s nothing personal so don’t take it personally |
| But I will give a nigga the whole Bible if he’s got one verse for me |
| Washing machine to these niggas, I wash an MC when I spin him |
| What’s an MC to a killer? |
| Like, what’s an MC when I kill him? |
| You don’t wanna MC when I’m spitting, it’s a serpent’s phlegm |
| Venomous business, earth these man when I’m firing |
| How they gonna win? |
| All kinds of elements in this |
| Mm, yeah I hear you, but I ain’t tryna hear none of that |
| It’s my team that’s got these youts running back |
| When these niggas quit grime and they ain’t coming back |
| And you had the galdem singing for you, I never had galdem singing for me |
| But them gal would fistfight for the kid, look I had the galdem swinging for me |
| Bro, what’s your thoughts like? |
| You can see I’ve got diamonds in my teeth so don’t be surprised every time that |
| I talk right |
| We’ve got them tings that would come with a torchlight |
| They hear one Drake album, now these fuckboys think they can talk like |
| That’s a newspaper, I’ll put your dad on the cover for talking More Life |
| If I didn’t tell him I was coming |
| Aaliyah would’ve wrote another four-page letter to his cousin |
| Press trigger and then press people button (BUCK-I) |
| You dead, nigga, mi gone: reaper suh’in (BUCK-I) |
| Head full, me gwan leave it runnin' (BUCK-I) |
| Some man a come on like Wayne in Shutters |
| How you mean? |
| Max. |
| Done 'im |
| (10. 9. 8.) These are countdown rocket bars |
| (7. 6. 5.) Sound off beat. |
| I can show you where the pockets are |
| (4. 3. 2.) You got so much so much potential |
| (Listen to me) You’ll be 'round a long time |
| (1.) Just paste and copy dawg |
| Buh! |
| Got me buggin' |
| Know what I’m like when I’m under attack |
| Everytime a nigga body something they be buggin' |
| They be saying I’m the reason that they never commin' back, nigga wait |
| Put the whole scene on my back on my ones (Cadet calm down!) |
| Fuck that I ain’t done |
| They got they' forearm muscles from gym |
| Man come from whippin' a nigga with a gun |
| Ain’t one of these new school niggas |
| Uber, Shoreditch and YouTube niggas |
| Rudeboy I come from a dirty jit |
| I would shoot and move quick the roof off niggas |
| Flip the script quick and hit these niggas |
| Blew your eye quick and crip these niggas |
| Cadet, Cadet |
| I’m Cadet, Cadet, due to evict these niggas |
| 'ow you mean? |
| Dead man. |
| Graveyard. |
| Tombstone |
| Contract killer no loopholes |
| Monopoly, chess, Cluedo |
| Man’s bored of the games, and you know |
| Tai-chi, muay thai, judo |
| Fuck that shit, I’m in shoot mode |
| Rolex, Breitling, Hublot |
| I’ll take man’s time on the route home |
| Mercury. |
| Neptune. |
| Pluto |
| Give a nigga some space you’re too close |
| Obese heavyweight sumo used to put food on scales like Bruno |
| Bruno |
| Who’s Bruno? |
| Bruno. |
| From you know |
| As in Bruno in Danger |
| Bruno with a Uno |