Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Project: Cherryade, artist - Nu Brand FlexxxDate of issue: 11.12.2012
Song language: English
Project: Cherryade |
| BILL IT REAL HARD, bill it-bill it, REAL HARD |
| BILL IT REAL HARD, bill it-bill it, REAL HARD x 2 |
| Now I could write bars till my pens empty |
| But too many wanna be the best mc |
| I’d rather make P’s from the hits that I wrote |
| And drive round the mannor in the best M3 |
| I remember when we started this ting |
| Came in the game on a fardarissh ting |
| Video killed the radio star |
| Bare man weren’t eating on a margarish ting |
| So you wanna be the best but why? |
| I felt what you feel cause i came from grime |
| But had to think should I really care for a scene where the best DJs an ex |
| Forum guy? |
| No sending… True say Grimes in my heart till the ending |
| Even tho most of the scenes been far from friendly |
| I’d still two’s anyone of them on the lem ting |
| We’re the best and we don’t need a panel to know this |
| And yes we could’ve put a lot more out |
| But a shark don’t have to be told hes a shark |
| If hes stuck in a pool full of goldfish (huh) |
| We’re different, so they outkast us in an instant |
| But the hits still bang like a piston, that is all… Thanks for listening |
| Smoking this Damien Marley it got me feeling gnarly (OUFF!) |
| Cowabunga surfs up dude |
| I ride the wave like it’s a Harley* |
| Punani I get without asking |
| All these bums are pissed at the shit that I do-do |
| I got them going potty |
| (WHAT?) And you’re lame I’m sorry |
| I’ve got the market & I’m off my trolley |
| Anybody that want it please come & get bodied |
| I walk like I’ve got the blood of a tiger |
| I think I’m Charlie Sheen, hash #winning, Zack Morris |
| And right now I’m higher than mount everest |
| I’m a forest on fire the way I burn green quick |
| And I ain’t even Shaggy but I’m boombastic |
| So flash don’t be looking if you’re epileptic |
| You’re more gassed than a petrol pump |
| Man say that I’m like an 0'12 Slick Rick |
| My man ball in the club… Henry |
| Three thou behind the bar… Andre |
| You’re an Outkast, Big Boi but you never bade |
| I’m ah scar the fabric of time like Cherryade |
| #1 hit (HO!)… #2 hits (HEY!)… |
| #3 hits (HO!)… #4 hits (HEY!)… |
| #5 hits (HO!)… #6 hits (HEY!)… |
| 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, now we getting high |
| BILL IT REAL HARD, bill it-bill it, REAL HARD |
| BILL IT REAL HARD, bill it-bill it, REAL HARD |
| BILL IT REAL HARD, bill it-bill it, REAL HARD |
| And I don’t think I’m coming down anytime baby |
| I’m in Café 1001 |
| I am my mums first born son |
| I damage my liver and my lungs |
| With the liquor and an 8 ball of punk |
| Bigger buds if I’m billing up a blunt |
| A little blicker been away in the sun |
| I’m in a string vest — no singlet |
| Rab C. Nesbitt I’m the messiest drunk |
| Ain’t paid for a drink in ages |
| Promoters know the deal when we’re fucking up the stages |
| They bringing drinks by the cases |
| Still getting paid ain’t coming out the wages |
| Nah — I have far from made it |
| The road I live on is still full of racist |
| I’m getting darker now — I’m in the departure lounge |
| I see my dreams on the run then I chase it |
| Pocket full of Pepé Le Pew |
| 5 star — 10th floor — birds eye view |
| Sound like a broken record on loop |
| But I’m fully on attracting birds like you |
| Southend Pier, with my cousin Pierre |
| Two bad bitches in the BM coupé |
| It’s so clear you are not near |
| I keep on going like I’m stuck on loop |
| Wonder I am, Nu Brand we are, Bringing it life the game needs CPR |
| Spirits, smoke, we got it in da mix |
| Take a hit, watch the rizla, kick |
| In-hale keep it locked in like jail |
| Release like your 1st week of sales |
| And hope that u end up at the top of the charts |
| Or u could be swimming where the stingrays are |
| Grime scene… From the bottoms where i climbed up |
| Please pass the mic your times up |
| And Stand over there with your hands up |
| You’ve got a shit flow and your swags off |
| Really I’m taking piss |
| Mc’s don’t want they want from dis |
| I think that they’re lost in the sauce |
| Crabs in a pot and I’m holding the torch |
| She wants to roll wig W |
| While rolling up that W |
| So I show her my bag of tricks |
| And she pulls out the riz and cigs |
| She starts to strip… And then she grinds it… |
| She starts to lick… Man I wanna take a hit… (Man I wanna take a hit!) |
| Real high baby, real-real high baby |
| Real high baby, real-real high baby |
| Real high baby, real-real high baby |
| I don’t think I’m coming down anytime baby |