Lyrics Disgrace - RK, Reeko Squeeze, Reeko Squeeze, RK

Disgrace

I don’t need to hide my face
Dem man shook
I don’t even know their race (umm)
The feds don’t care
You ain’t ever caught no case
If your family knew (hah, hah)
Disgrace
I’m stepping in something rare
The baddest bitch, with the darkest shades
With the meanest stare
All of them gyal round there (alla dem)
Always wanna hang round here (round 'ere)
Bro’s locked up in there
'Cah he left his stretch right there
Let me tell you what’s fun (let me tell you)
When man talk crud, when more time all these rappers my sons
Man see man live in the blood
Now all of a sudden everyone want spuds (huh, huh?)
I only stay loyal to my plug
Plug keeps throwing me grub
Cling doing up bear hugs (ring ring)
Amm' amm', straight to the face
Man mix in a kitch', wicked witch, man scrape the plate
Baddest bitch, ucky yes, with the, meanest brain
The biggest tits, cutest face and the back’s insane
Doing up trips
Do me a favour;
hold this 'caine mans doing up flips (ring ring)
Smoking flavours, getting papers
No-one there rich
Can’t even lie I’m sick of this shit
The plug came through
I gotta get rid of this shit (trust)
I don’t need to hide my face
Dem man shook
I don’t even know their race
The feds don’t care
You ain’t ever caught no case (lame)
If your family knew (hah, hah)
Ah, ah
Disgrace
I don’t need to hide my face
Dem man shook
I don’t even know their race
The feds don’t care
You ain’t ever caught no case (how)
If your family knew
Ah, ah
Disgrace
(Yo, RK)
Man wanna talk about me
But they see me in the street, don’t speak
Wagwarn for these stupid fools
Bet you thought I was gonna say neeks
These man are broke as shit
How you gonna beef if you’ve got no P?
I just call shh, for the whoosh
He’s gonna sell me that reel for cheap
So if you want beef, let’s beef
But make sure you don’t squeal or speak
Bro’s coming like the corner shop 'cah
'Cah manna got sweets on sweets
Bro said stop talking hot
You’re tryna get a knock on your door from police (no way)
I said «bro, I can say what I want»
Whatever bro’s on, man I’m on that
Pop chains, make man pay for their tom back
And man wanna talk about this
Wanna talk about that
Wanna talk like your down for the combat
Man roll out in my combats
Man got vests for your gun chat
And man wanna talk about beef, then move like a chief
That’s none of my business
Emoji frog that
Chop down trees with my bros
I got weed, no piece but he rolls
I got P’s, so we’re eating through O’s
I got sweets that we’re eager to blow
See the sweets they be eating through homes
No Johnny here, but he beating the chrome
I got beef on the streets and the road, so
When I go, yeah I’m keeping it close
I don’t need to hide my face
Dem man shook
I don’t even know their race
The feds don’t care
You ain’t ever caught no case (lame)
If your family knew (hah, hah)
Ah, ah
Disgrace
I don’t need to hide my face
Dem man shook
I don’t even know their race
The feds don’t care
You ain’t ever caught no case (how)
If your family knew
Ah, ah
Disgrace