Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Land of The Brave , by - Dot Rotten. Release date: 05.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Land of The Brave |
| Man’s from London land of the brave |
| Ballys and shanks and waps |
| Tings went bang then the ambulance came |
| Whole gang doing Jet Li with them bricks no? |
| pirate? |
| slabs of the yay |
| Broad day doin' up drill, fuck’s sake got caught on camera again |
| Oi little joke man mind how you steppin' |
| You got heart but we laugh cause we know that it’s small like Kevin |
| We on job like it’s a profession |
| I don’t slip or slide I’m wettin' |
| Dot-Dot big like a farmer, crops inna field gotta stay protected |
| Got ideas so I put shells in ya head while you' sleep that’s a deep inception |
| One-Eight-Seven Crash Gang we skiddish |
| Get chinged get slapped like 'give it' |
| Dem man jokeman, dem man gimmicks |
| Still got marge’s toppin' up gas and electric, can’t bring home no minutes |
| Kwef and pop man’s eye with a sick shot, canned ting bro that’s what I call |
| spinach |
| How many times did I? |
| turn? |
| man’s spirit |
| Gang’s so ghoulish I wouldn’t war 'em |
| Man like? |
| drop 5 man with his two fist with his spliff then bore 'em |
| My guy shh put ching in organs |
| I? |
| jab? |
| man ting kicks like Jordan’s |
| They need samples sling them portions |
| We get racks and stacks that’s awesome |
| ?Catty? |
| like? |
| post up the corners step on man’s profile, everyone saw it |
| I’m on action you actin' it’s curtains grab waps and make it clap like audience |
| Make your mum think on how her son came up when the sun came up had everyone |
| mournin' |
| Better leave cause I’m cold like winter make a man fall when I come with the |
| autumn (atic!) |
| And you know I got heat for the summer |
| I spring up with a machine in a jumper (okaaaaaay) |
| Meat cleaver, believe I’m a hunter |
| If she bad Imma leave with the number (okaaaaaay) |
| Hold the ching chattin' greaze to my younger |
| I get high and there’s weed in the? |
| crumbler? |
| We set fires and beat with the pumper |
| It gets dire you sing like Mariah I grip it and find ya sleep in a bunker |
| Man-man-man's from London land of the brave |
| Bal-bal-ballys and shanks and waps |
| Tings went bang then the ambulance came |
| Whole gang-whole gang doing Jet Li with them bricks no? |
| pirate? |
| slabs of the yay |
| Broad day-broad day doin' up drill, fuck’s sake got caught on camera again |
| Man-man-man's from London land of the brave |
| Bal-bal-ballys and shanks and waps |
| Tings went bang then the ambulance came |
| Whole gang-whole gang doing Jet Li with them bricks no? |
| pirate? |
| slabs of the yay |
| Broad day-broad day doin' up drill, fuck’s sake got caught on camera again |
| Why your chain there looking all green |
| Next time put racks on your jeweler |
| Me and these niggas ain’t size |
| I’m a king can’t match with a ruler |
| Water drip offa beats in the archive |
| ?? |
| got tracks in the cooler |
| I was bunin' on packs with MIST in the crib so lit I had to? |
| my medulla |
| And you know that’s stacks with an M-O, with the high street kids on the block |
| trappin' |
| Screw and brew at my? |
| fashion?, drink and drive the way that I’m crashin' |
| Three w’s on the keypad? |
| beatmax? |
| now you’re dialin' the doctor’s |
| ??? |
| is a morgage, another 5 in a bag diamond watches |
| Doin' up West End shopping, 20 bags often I ain’t like? |
| On her birthday I bought the BM’s a Rollie and now she want ?? |
| Man wanna talk bout plugs, touch mine get shot puttin' hands on sockets |
| When a man sneeze at you my grains hit head when the waps start coughing |
| I don’t do lovey-dovey gyal get ucky so I don’t smooch |
| Don’t like niggas are movin'? |
| gas man if they don’t pay their dues |
| No face no case no clues I did it I done it come step in my shoes |
| Get man angry put man to sleep with a blankie bedtime man haffi snooze |
| Don’t trust they got treacherous ways |
| Semi-auto spit fire that? |
| lettin off at Devlin’s pace |
| Ting so big had to walk with a lean and step with an elephant’s grace |
| Man like? |
| had me in a mountain ammo and choppas was lettin' 'em rain |
| Die hard but I spare no one big bad in a beef, hollows I’ll pepper and spray |
| Man-man-man's from London land of the brave |
| Bal-bal-ballys and shanks and waps |
| Tings went bang then the ambulance came |
| Whole gang-whole gang doing Jet Li with them bricks no? |
| pirate? |
| slabs of the yay |
| Broad day-broad day doin' up drill, fuck’s sake got caught on camera again |
| Man-man-man's from London land of the brave |
| Bal-bal-ballys and shanks and waps |
| Tings went bang then the ambulance came |
| Whole gang-whole gang doing Jet Li with them bricks no? |
| pirate? |
| slabs of the yay |
| Broad day-broad day doin' up drill, fuck’s sake got caught on camera again |