Lyrics Track 12 - Skepta, Kj, Frisco

Track 12 - Skepta, Kj, Frisco
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Date of issue: 01.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Track 12

Me and my mandem are making paper we don’t care about you
Wanna kill him better kill me too
It’s so easy like two plus two
My circle’s tight like a virgin
All I ask is keep it G with me
If you’ve got a problem speak to me
Never link none of my exes secretly
If it’s beef with you, then it’s beef with me
So if I die by the gun
And you don’t wanna ride out — don’t tweet rest in peace for me
I treat all the mandem equally
Beef, they know that I’m backing
Cause I ain’t really into talking, bitch, I love the action
Yeah, he’s not about that life, man catch him in traffic
I’ll manually drag him out of his automatic
Two man sitting on a wall
Two man playing two touch with a ball
One man with a lighter trying to light a spliff, while the other man’s taking a
pull
That’s my mandem
Think you’re a badboy?
Try jack them
I don’t give a shit blud, I’ll slap them
Thought you was a big man?
Fight back then
Them man are pussy’oles, got no balls
You can see that I get money even when I don’t rob no jewels
Man chatting shit on my timeline, that I don’t like
So I report spam and I block those fools
I don’t care about badman, fuck them killers
You’ve got a name on the road but you ain’t got nice figures?
Us man are some catwalk niggas
I was born in this cold, cold world
Light up the cheese, inhale, exhale
Even when you’re broke, you’ve got more money than sense
Don’t roll with no funny-man friends
Us man tryin’a get rich, since 05, I gave up tryin’a get hench
Man’s got nothing to hide, don’t keep shit bottled up inside
Instead of fighting each other, we fight the pride
If there’s a problem nobody has to ask if a next man’s down
The same guys on the mic will cause mayhem in a next man’s town
If one of us gets caught and ends up in court and they try send man down
This ain’t X-Factor but man’s definitely going to the judges house
So many Snakes, so many fakes, you better mind out who you roll with
I love my people, yeah they know this
You can’t trust nobody in Showbiz
Girls do anything to get noticed, man talking shit to my closest
Now the circles tight cos we closed it, I don’t wanna see a new face when I
roll in
We’re the best, the man have been cloning
Who’s doing it like this unsigned?
See your real friends there when it’s crunch time, I bet I’m punching yours if
you punch mine
I bet I’m making more than you dumb guys, Some man are not sure with the
punchlines
If you’re talking war then it’s gun crime, light up your face like sunshine

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