| Still young, still here, got waves ah
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| I ain’t going bald or grey nah
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| Fuck 50 shades, man stay dark
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| Come through all black, Darth Vader
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| Star Wars, yeah man I had war with stars
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| Get dark swing my light saber
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| Some call me the grime scenes savior
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| Test me nobody can save ya
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| Special like I’m born in a manger
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| Not new to danger, Got no behavior
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| Red or blue pill, picked blue took 5
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| I just wanna touch mic and stay hard
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| So fuck these spitters and fuck their tracks
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| With similar beats and the same bars
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| Similar streets not the same path
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| Get whipped, get merked, man’s A-Class
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| Touch mic with the truth and speak
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| Tell an MC tell the truth this week
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| You did not shoot this week
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| You was in the booth this week
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| Had a video shoot this week
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| Making tracks about 100 waps
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| 100 shanks, 'llow it man
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| You ain’t got war with a 100 man
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| You ain’t no 300 spartan fam
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| These days if you’re not chatting about crud
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| Then the yout dem don’t want to hear it
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| It’s for the yout them that I’m fearing
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| A generation without caring
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| Too many parents burying their kids
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| When kids should be burying parents
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| Man just wanna stay low and bank
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| Pray I never get shot or shanked
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| Yo, our farther thy kingdom come
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| On earth can’t be like in heaven
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| So please give us our daily bread
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| All of these spitters getting daily stress
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| I write daily yes, Grime Daily yes
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| Wanna link up nah, am I anti yes
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| Mad about bars from about 16
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| Mad about bars from, before you could count 16
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| Tell a bitch don’t count on me, I’m no number line
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| Its Friday now you wanna link up
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| All this week am I number 5?
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| Tell me lies, yeah tell me lies
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| Sweet little ones
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| Strapped when I beat, I don’t need little ones
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| She don’t want more, she already got one
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| And she can’t get preg swallowing cum
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| I get graphic, I’m a designer
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| She might hear this, but that’s minor
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| 'Cause she rates my path she a rider
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| And she’d be down if I never had a fiver
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| But I just get rage some times
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| Start letting off rage on mic
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| Man if they cold what am I?
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| Whether I pick up a pen or write in my mind
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| No I’m not right in my mind and you’re right on my mind
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| Alright you hopped on the track
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| Alright you’re hot but you’re wack
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| Sweep MCs with facts
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| Make them think about life
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| Let alone think about clash
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| Man get shelling, man don’t want this unleaded
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| Don’t come here for your gas
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| Man don’t try it, man can’t side with these liars
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| Man do nice with the facts
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| Still young, still here, got waves ah
|
| I ain’t going bald or grey nah
|
| Fuck 50 shades, man stay dark
|
| Come through all black, Darth Vader
|
| Star Wars, yeah man I had war with stars
|
| Get dark swing my light saber
|
| Some call me the grime scenes savior
|
| Test me nobody can save ya
|
| Special like I’m born in a manger
|
| Not new to danger, Got no behavior
|
| Red or blue pill, picked blue took 5
|
| I just wanna touch mic and stay hard
|
| So fuck these spitters and fuck their tracks
|
| With similar beats and the same bars
|
| Similar streets not, the same path
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| Get whipped get merked, man’s A-Class |