Lyrics Project: Cherryade - Nu Brand Flexxx, Boyadee, Darq E Freaker

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