| Right now I wanna thank God that I’m still breathing
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| And if I want her then she will leave him
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| MOB make a mil season
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| If you wanna war me have a real reason
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| Wanna diss B10 get yourself beaten
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| Right now I really want Michelle Keegan
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| If you can’t get a job go and shot weed then
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| There’s nothin' 'bout the roads they can tell me friend
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| I beg somebody stops me
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| Before they lock me
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| If you’re gonna come for me, come for me properly
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| Yeah that was me
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| On that’s not me
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| like Hockley
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| Can’t make six foot man feel smaller
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| When I was a yout I used to eat my broccoli
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| For all the mans that never had faith in me, yo don’t say a word just watch me
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| You ain’t never seen no things I’ve seen
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| You ain’t never been no place that I’ve been
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| Felt like my back was against the ropes
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| Now I feel like Martin before the dream
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| Keep it road no I’m keepin' it clean
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| There’s one thing I keep telling my team
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| Yeah we need to get out of this place
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| So soon, I tell em by any means necessary
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| That’s necessary
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| 'Cause you’re my priorities
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| Middle finger to authorities
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| Business and properties
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| You get me
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| Only sit down with the brothers you stand with
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| Do you wanna get far or get stranded
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| I’m on a mad ting
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| And I’m gassed up
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| Using the passport
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| Man have just landed
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| Here two weeks man learnt the next language
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| Need some weed, might fly dam quick
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| Make your last wish
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| I want the Lambo parked up next to the Vanquish
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| Are you mad bitch?
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| Talk to me like you talk to your dad bitch
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| Man have got more stripes than Stan Smith
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| Now shut up and make me a sandwich
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| I got work to do
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| Eight bar, 16, 32s I beg you don’t stress me out
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| Cause I ain’t tryna part time nothing
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| I can put it on my life that our time’s coming
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| You ain’t never seen no things I’ve seen
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| You ain’t never been no place that I’ve been
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| Felt like my back was against the ropes
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| Now I feel like Martin before the dream
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| Keep it road no I’m keepin' it clean
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| There’s one thing I keep telling my team
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| Yeah we need to get out of this place
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| So soon, I tell em by any means necessary
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| That’s necessary
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| 'Cause you’re my priorities
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| Middle finger to authorities
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| Business and properties
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| You get me
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| It’s not a ting, it’s nothing
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| Cause I put the king in fucking
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| I don’t stand around we get stuck in
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| Have a little look at the work that I’ve put in
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| I can’t go town I might
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| Touch wood rudeboy it ain’t nothin'
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| It’s about time I looked after myself
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| So if you’re dead wait, oh yeah
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| Suggest that you keep it movin'
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| Keep saluting
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| On my A game gotta keep improving
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| World tour batty might see me cruisin'
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| Black man’s eye if he needs a bruising
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| Go the toilet I don’t need excusing
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| And don’t DM me tweet the new ting
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| Nah better still don’t DM me
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| I ain’t got a friend that won’t defend me
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| Real talk
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| You may not play with the hand you was dealt with
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| But fuck it I’m here now let’s take a chance
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| And life may not be the party we hoped for
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| But whilst we’re here we may as well dance, yeah
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| You know like that
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| You know like that
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| You know like that
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| You know like that
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| You may not play with the hand you was dealt with
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| But fuck it I’m here now let’s take a chance
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| And life may not be the party we hoped for
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| But whilst we’re here we may as well dance, yeah
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| Rest in Peace Joshua Ribera |