Drug dealer I wear Nike, not Fila Lean like Tower Pisa, I smile like Mona Lisa I´ve had enough of 36 shots, 72 had to double up Mainstream tunes, couldn´t make one
That was mathematics for the class clown dunce ABC´s I wanted Q´s Get a B, make 2 Crime Watch, mandem face on news Directs spamming, pay me dues Greed for money, gas like Jews Take it lightly, it´s just food Certain man haffi kill of the mood Come like Christmas, why be Scrooge?
On a serious note, I joke And it´s serious blow I smoke Jump on a beat like a frog of a boat Take a leap, just float Take a leaf out my book, I know Tried to believe them, lost all hope I just wanna chill, go home Jump on my push bike and I zone
Ring ring ring, answer my phone Getting sick of my own ringtone Pedal on shit so long People need to go, grow a back bone I´m bad to the bone, yeah biddididi And I mash up the flow, getting silly widdit Yeah, timid never know I put my spirit in it Real in the zone like
It´s T None of me sounds like them, chief I put the T in 10, deep More melodies than doe Dun´ know what you dun´ know, it´s T I put the T in trend, me About to run something, scene About to don this ting, ´ow ya mean? Come through the fog I´m king on the road
Digging for gold Run from the boy them hood on the low Switch off my phone, ain´t going home Locked in a box, stuck in a zone Zone out again, sit and reflect Dodging the pen like a dog in a yard So I ain´t going yard, walk in the dark Walk in the park I ain´t playing no Giggs
Bunning a blem, chill doing trips 1010, Tell them again Blind to the sky, live on a high Feed the supply to all the mandem Slowthai lagging, body bagging a witch Steady slanging that talisman shit, ay I´m a G, yes Draw for the knife and the CS Bally on tight, F the BS, PS
Come around here, leave teeth-less Jesus couldn´t save this yout Don´t pray to him he ain´t saving you Hate me, you must hate the truth Box your chin and make you change your tune If it´s gonna get physical Slyly I´m gonna bring in a tool Try me you could get slumped in two One bang, two bang, smoking a zoot If it´s gonna get physical Slyly I´m gonna bring in a tool Try me you could get slumped in two One bang, two bang, smoking a zoot
Rrrrah And the farmers are coming Pitchforks sharp and they runnin´, runnin´ Mhahahahah