| Your new ones, my old ones better
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| Try compete? |
| Nah, see, that’s not clever
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| Even the old style still brings terror
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| True say, man ah man ah shower like April
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| Get your attention like a big back ting, eyes hazel
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| On road, stood behind doors, quite painful
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| Come through grateful but spraying like I hate all
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| Full time bar but no, I don’t play ball
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| Your girl does my one, she felt up
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| She felt it instantly, my mark felt tip
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| Joke, couldn’t help it, but same way, you felt it
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| Heart heavy beating, I see that you’re melting
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| Don’t make sense that man dissing my ex
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| And me catching feelings, fucking hell, that’s well shit
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| Me, I keep it real, at times selfish
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| If it ain’t on my vibe then I’m cool
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| You know us man are chasing the war
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| Man haffi know their place in the war
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| Bare white flag get raised in the war
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| Not a joke ting when I’m waging the war
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| Hit him with the dumper, thunder, put you under
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| Man are hunter, for the man a P stunter
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| Man ah tek that quick time, wah de bumba?
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| You can’t get back, don’t phone my number
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| Cause I get that, gone, then I mek number
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| Stop goal two times while you slumber
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| Yeah, I was on the field when they was kipping
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| I was on wheels when they was slipping
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| Something like a bus when A is gripping
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| I don’t do faking, man ah bake him
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| If I ain’t got the swam then man ah steak him
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| To the bando, nap that, man ah take him
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| If you don’t give up cash, full savings, then
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| Then SNM, man ah do paintings
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| Man ah do ratings, every little nigga wanna do brave things
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| Till they see their bredrin’s chest caved in
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| You know us man are chasing the war
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| Man haffi know their place in the war
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| Bare white flag get raised in the war
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| Not a joke ting when I’m waging the war
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| Yo, yo, yo, G check me, get sent to the morgue
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| Man is on form
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| It won’t be blessed like Sunday morn
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| You folks will hate me for the Sunday morn
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| I ain’t never cared what anyone thought
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| Man tried stab me when I was fifteen
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| So I didn’t care when his limbs got torn
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| So I didn’t care when a yout got bored, it’s a mad ting
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| Harm my fam, get left in a way
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| So much leg to the face
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| So much head to the pave
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| So much stress for your bae
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| Things went left for your day, it’s cray
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| Nah, fuck that, come again, it’s Blay
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| Flow’s too gone, evidence is bait
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| Leave enemies in intensive state
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| All cause man wanna dwell upon hate
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
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| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| Yeah, things ain’t the same as before
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| Man can’t spar on a tune
|
| Leave a soundboy’s brains on the floor
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| Man turn a blind eye when I’m waging the war
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| You know us man are chasing the war
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| Man haffi know their place in the war
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| Bare white flag get raised in the war
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| Not a joke ting when I’m waging the war |