| No hope when I talk to the kids
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| No advice, they just want draws on my spliff
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| You can end up getting bored in the bits
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| Thought that you was ready, now your boys wanna quit
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| Cos I’m at the front door, bangin' on the glass
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| I got the skengman sat up in the car
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| Raging bull, cause panic for your ma
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| She probably knows (??)
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| Rain on a man in my shower-man coat
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| Cost four bills so I’m looking shower yats know
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| Tell her come smoke with the best of the eastern
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| Blessed can pretend nang on the road, but I hot em up
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| A week later they shot him up
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| Proper stuff
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| They don’t wanna acknowledge us
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| What the fuck
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| Now i’m Moving like a fugitive
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| I’m on the run
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| On the run
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| But wha’d to that pussyole?
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| Pussyole
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| Now he’s thinkin that he’s fully road
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| Pussy know shanked up, now you’re hoody’s soaked
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| Hoody soaked
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| Mum’s crying on the radio
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| Here we go, gotta let ya know it’s dangerous
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| On the roadside, killers wanna aim & bust
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| Lord knows why, but he ain’t saving us
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| So I’m on a new ting, Max gone loose
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| Now my man are are armed & dangerous
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| Little pussy, I’m not a vibrator, tell me why you wanna play with us?
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| The east 's new generation came from us olders hatin', not wanting to see my
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| name come up
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| So I guess like it’s everything before grime
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| But I’m gonna blast through and rattle your jaw-side
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| Compared to sheep than cattle the more time
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| My phones (?) for the gal who wore diams
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| Yeah, I know you think you’re live
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| I know you think you’re gully
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| I see your crew, everywhere that I go, north to south, but you don’t make money
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| If I come through with the guys
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| Everythings gonna get ugly
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| I cook a man’s pride
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| Cos Maxsta’s gully
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| Maxsta’s gully (x15)
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| No hype I just sheen for the P’s
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| But I can wile out and leave your brain on the street
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| In a world where racism’s peak, white girls love grime, fuck racism
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| B I ain’t not politician
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| But I probably could, because I’m on a mission
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| Trying to change the world up, because I’ve got a vision
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| Spitting flames I’ll blaze up on a gully riddim
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| It’s the return of the cruddy villain
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| Everyday I come accross mans with nothing
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| And man are seeing struggle and strife
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| Nutters with knives
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| Yatti’s with prams
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| Man are going sick with bangers & crumbs
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| I might stroll to the car, & bangers & mash
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| Now he’s left the room, I’m banging his yat
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| There ain’t no love, no manners with max
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| If I like my cousin’s girl, I’m daggering that
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| So why’d I give a fuck about you blood?
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| You been about, but you didn’t really do much
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| Two’s who, don’t hit em on my zoot cuz
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| Rizla full of lemon, I roll fruits up
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| Go and stand over there about group hug
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| In my shower-man jacket I’m a trooper
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| Gotta stay close to a shooter
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| Fi these cunts wanna rob me for my moolah
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| I live a crazy life, I’m paranoid boy
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| You best approach with caution, or avoid boy
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| I’m a man that you can not boy boy
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| MCs see me and make noise boy
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| That makes me realise I’m a realer G
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| Says a lot about you if you ain’t feelin' me
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| Teach ya girl alphabet, I’ll give her D
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| Then I gotta go sleep like z-z-zee, bad boy family, calm
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| Yeah, I know you think you’re live
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| I know you think you’re gully
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| I see your crew, everywhere that I go, north to south, but you don’t make money
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| If I come through with the guys
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| Everything’s gonna get ugly
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| I cook a man’s pride
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| Cos Maxsta’s gully
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| Maxsta’s gully (x15) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gully , by - Darq E Freaker. Song from the album Don't Freak Out, in the genre Электроника