Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Filter 2.0, artist - Silent. Date of issue: 21.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Filter 2.0 |
| And me I fell in love with the jogs |
| I fly out the ride, tryna turn off … (Tryna kill him) |
| Are you fuckin' lost? |
| We circle blocks, tryna tape it off (Let's circle) |
| Why you think they don’t chill on the top? |
| We got down twat, their local shops (Two of them) |
| Broski givin' more than a cough |
| This peek can’t stop, my bros are gone (Can't stop) |
| … got dropped, … got dropped |
| And Stompz got put in a top (Dead) |
| Shouts «…» he was way too slow (He's slow) |
| He got himself shot for makin' songs (Bang) |
| And now, I can’t make no songs |
| It’s long, the beef is gettin' on top |
| Ain’t gonna stop 'til they put me in the dock (Never) |
| Free all of my guys that’s locked in the box (Free them) |
| Basic livin', and ridin' block |
| (Free all of my guys that’s locked in the box |
| Basic livin', and ridin' block) |
| I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes (Jarring) |
| The Upper Tulse yutes don’t score no points (They don’t) |
| Reckless got put in a joint |
| Same way Stompz got put in a joint (Ay, smoke him) |
| Lil S got put in a joint (He's dead) |
| Plus SQ got put in a joint (Some dead boys) |
| We got countless opps in joints |
| The opps rap good, they ain’t scored no points |
| We had them man screamin' «Who's that?» |
| Doors got popped, and they all got slapped at (Bap) |
| Suttin' got hit, some said it didn’t touch man (Safe) |
| We all know that’s chattings |
| The way they dash, but could do a ma (LT) |
| Suttin' like Bolt, suttin' like Gatlin (Dashers) |
| Me and my bro stepped out with black blades matchin' |
| Skid out the 12 gauge, spazzin' (Bap) |
| Free Double O, we’re over |
| Two roll speedin', blacked-out Rover (Sk-sk) |
| That my man, Skid fight my man (Safe) |
| No wonder the opps don’t like man (They don’t) |
| I still don’t care about the others (Nope) |
| On my life, I’m beefin' runners (Safe) |
| I swear on my mother’s |
| Dumb little fuckers, no juice on their … (LT) |
| CID really on my nuts |
| They want me in jail, it’s mad (It's mad) |
| Fuck the askar, we still ride with guns |
| You know I’m heartless, tryna turn man ash |
| The whole up … just tarnish |
| They don’t chill in the block |
| They just lie in raps (Pussies) |
| It’s like I don’t even make these tracks |
| My song get taken down 'cause it’s facts |
| You don’t wanna see Mush puttin' blank with a wap |
| If he try run, get stabbed (Right now) |
| Now, we’re in a stolen vehicle |
| License plate’s on, tryna put a new plate in a pack (New plate) |
| He try run, I knew he is done |
| When I look back, man, see him collapse (Dickhead) |
| Them man there try ride on us |
| Tables turn, man, they had to dash (Runnin') |
| No throwin' like Dopey |
| Pull up with broski |
| Love my 15's, but I ride with the smoky |
| Whoosh …, that a sweet life |
| …, but one of my codeys (Uh-huh) |
| I need waps, so don’t care 'bout Rollies (No) |
| Pull up and leave man holy (Shh) |
| Holy-moly, ride for your broski (Shh) |
| Trust me, it stays on me like Loski |
| Little ching kept up, little … got knifed (Yeah) |
| My man try dashed, youngdem slapped bine (Boy) |
| Mayfair rise then shh got bine |
| They said «Shh held 7» I heard it was 9 |
| Gangnem got … and made it fly |
| Used to pull up to press other kitchen knifes (They know) |
| Bro gotta scratcher them, bro got splashed |
| They know gang’s life (Get back) |
| I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes (Jarring) |
| The Upper Tulse yutes don’t score no points (They don’t) |
| Reckless got put in a joint |
| Same way Stompz got put in a joint (Ay, smoke him) |
| Lil S got put in a joint, plus SQ got put in a joint |
| We got countless opps in joints |
| The opps rap good, they ain’t scored no points (None, they don’t score any) |
| (Kae done a mazzer on this one) |