| People might say these days that Sage is done with the dibby dibby dibby
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| But know whereever this flow goes ill always have nuff skippy lyrics with me
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| Iv donned this shit from day its how i paved my way while living in this city
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| Im a London boy, ill come destroy anyone try test just really isnt thinking
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| Oi Subby how did they know about us
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| No plan, just jammed on some colab stuff
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| Roll that skud, because now were known round clubs
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| Throw hands up we bring that grown man gruff
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| ITS MAD
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| People dont know that much about us
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| It really is so sad cuz
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| What they know bout the times of the nomad thugs
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| And beating a man till his bones snap blud
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| I didn’t really ever want to bring it back to the time
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| When man was mad on a hype
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| All he had was his time and he snatched what he liked
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| What you thought was yours was actually mine
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| With spray cans on the mind we broke into the tracks at the night
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| Yes graff was the vibe, just a family of rats on a hype
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| Never caught coz we ran for our lives
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| It was fun, give me the mic and i might run
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| Reminising about times of a life gone
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| Doesnt matter if money comes in and i aquire bucks
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| Ill still be that little shit that i was
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| U can throw me a deal and throw me a meal
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| Ill still be that little shit that i was
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| Im thinking to steal ur big bag of pills im still that little shit that i was!
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| Is that u rudeboy some wasteman dont have a clue rudeboy
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| Two boys might run up on u rudeboy, take ur phone and both ur shoes rudeboy
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| What u gonna do rude boy, get eaten up and then chewed rude boy
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| Get beaten blacker than blue rude boy, rude boy dont act like ur rude
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| Oi rudeboy, dont watch that
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| Ull get swung with a big OI FUCK OIFF
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| Im never catting noones lyrics im always coming with my own
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| Up and in my zone so dont watch that
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| I rhymed the same thing twice dont watch that
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| Three times now fuck u watch that
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| Four times1 rah hes taking the piss
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| Lazy little shit, five times! |
| watch that
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| Schizophrenic, twist the end kick ur head in
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| Lit by 10, sick incentive, this the message
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| Fuck ur life get demented, straight to mad skip depression
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| Then youll get it
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| Lifes not fun its just reckless so make the most, this ur session
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| Pick ur weapon, choose the side which ur repping
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| Bad or evils the question
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| Let me rise up and never come down
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| One round pills not enough for the drug hound
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| Some found 16 bags so i run round him
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| Peak… goals.
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| Slums now sick
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| Big cheese man never comes down quick
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| If reckless makes reckless then reckless
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| Has come from what one man did
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| Everybodys repping on a movement
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| Who is who and why they looking stupid
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| You is you if u recognise and choose it
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| They will never televise the music
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| Maybe fake but never none of the true shit
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| Who gives what fucks, bend ur mind and loose it
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| 2 hits, 4 halfs, 1 drops my new shit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gold , by - Subculture Sage. Song from the album Big Smoke Autumn Blues, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп