Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Triton , by - Devlin. Song from the album The Outcast, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Believe
Song language: English
Triton |
| Who, when, where and what? |
| I’ll scare 'em off |
| Some fairy mob tryna be what they’re clearly not |
| Wanna breathe or dare to cough? |
| You’re gettin' beat with a slipper when I’m takin' it off |
| Grandad of grime, man |
| Bag full of lime when I turn up |
| You’re in the Nile with a Croc in |
| My dominion I tried to incite more brilliance |
| I weren’t just rhymin' a lot |
| Visionary with an urban dictionary |
| Runnin' rings 'round those that I come across |
| Grindin' for lots, no less to be lost |
| But a guy that will seek, always gets what he wants |
| Lookin' up at a policeman’s weapon |
| Not quite but guys seem under the cosh |
| If I come back, I wanna be a leopard |
| Why? |
| 'Cause I’ve heard they don’t change their spots |
| I just want a little normality |
| Reality is not so real, I need clarity |
| If not, then a chariot to carry me |
| Pulled by forces polar to gravity |
| They have not got what I have in me |
| More grit than a snow truck avidly |
| Rollin' up with the blown vocabulary |
| Way before Shaun T and insanity |
| I had to work it out |
| And keep it more real than the Bernabéu |
| Get slapped on sight in your dirty mouth |
| Taken out of the game that I turned around |
| The pot’s been boilin' now for too long |
| One chef with a firmer hand |
| Is back now right out of the background |
| So back down or else get boiled, not blanched |
| Let me take it back then |
| The station’s Deja |
| The DJ’s Mac 10 |
| The producer’s Lewi White and man are murkin' his latest anthem |
| Mission, kill all the basic mandem |
| These words came with actions |
| Don’t speak if it ain’t been sanctioned |
| GH, Lewi and Devs |
| Do you know what I’d be doin' instead? |
| Kickin' off doors and ruinin' creps |
| Lickin' off shots in Newham with Wes |
| One man, I ain’t in a gang |
| I don’t care if it’s blue or if it’s red |
| Mike Tyson, I’ll chew off his head |
| Cheddar Bob, he nearly blew off his leg |
| Put that away |
| I said put that way before the feds put man away |
| Foot on the brake |
| I said foot on the brake before we crash, look at the gate |
| Knife in my hand |
| I said knife in my hand, it’s a rasclart pussy buffet |
| And I am going to eat some pussy today |
| I see no ceilings |
| This flow’s givin' 'em a reload feelin' |
| Bullet in your head leave your ego leakin' |
| I need no reason, I pull up and bike like |
| I be in Paid in Full when it’s the scene where Rico’s squeezin' |
| I’m at the age where I’m losin' people to natural causes |
| Guns are the least of my worries, my nigga’s on chemo treatment |
| G-H-E, double T-O season |
| Dope boy fresh like I’m kilo dealin' |
| They never let me in, I was outside in the cold |
| One eye through the keyhole peepin' |
| TTLC, we no creepin' |
| Action, zero speakin' |
| Check out the banger that we roll deep in |
| You want gas? |
| I’ll burp on the mic |
| You want bars? |
| Me and Ghetts will be here for the night |
| You want style? |
| Well, just watch when I strike |
| Think you’re wild? |
| You’ll get a left, then a right, alright |
| It’s Jim from the block, not Jenny |
| Runnin' up on any when I back this Henny |
| See me on telly or the Heathway ready |
| For a long night, hold tight, get ready |
| Runnin' this game, white Uriah Rennie |
| And when I’ve got the fire in my belly |
| It will not be sweet like ice cream or jelly |
| I’m shellin' in here, it’s like lead confetti |
| You best check yourself like Burberry |
| It’s a witch hunt when I come and burn many |
| Cremation is imminent, start vacatin' your citizens |
| By the train or the ferry |
| Planes, whatever change in the weather |
| I’m bringin' a monsoon full of misery |
| I’m bringin' the most food for you lyrically |
| I’m bringin' you more nukes than the military |
| When I drop 'em all, it’s unstoppable |
| You try stop it, it’s highly improbable |
| Blind logic, sight of an Oracle |
| And I can see more shit for me |
| But I’ll deal with it, life’s hard, get real with it |
| And I might seem dead but I’m still here living |
| Still here giving' all that I’ve got |
| While they’ve got a mouthful of balls and cock |
| Breadin' it, whenever an MC’s hot |
| Just eggin' me on, you better tempt me not |
| I ain’t got to scream on the mic and pretend that I like everybody just to get |
| a response |
| It’s nice, I can do what I like |
| I’ve been on the grind ever since me and Mikey dropped |
| A CD from that grimey block |
| I met Col and Dal, then the Island boss |