Local Boys

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Rouk3n, Norffsyde

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I still cut through with the local boys
She in love with the flows of the vocal noise
Need the new V8 for the motor noise
I f*ck up your team like I'm David Moyes
They can't tame these boys
Still cut through with the local boys
Manna graft for the bag, that's my vocal point
Still shout for my town with a broken voice
I stay strong under pressure with a certain poise
I'm not one of them, don't compare me to none of them
Couldn't compete with me, if you're talking cash, I want all of them
Running the race, it's just Elizabeth and me
With two white boys we're the IC3s, never went uni
Didn't want the degree when I spit it's flames bout a hundred degrees
I ain't a patty, theres no flipping this beef
What you know about pushing and pushing and pushing?
Tryna get your foot in but never got a looking
Got weight on my chest that I'm pushing and pushing
They know that it's P that I want in abundance
I depend on independence
She likes it when I rhyme in a sentence
Keep my name out your mouth, don't even mention
I think they forget that we're nothing alike
I'm not like them guys, and I can't act like I like them guys
They put on the front but I clock the disguise
Eat up the game like a portion of fries
Me and the guys, we're drivers
Put it in 5th, see how far this car goes
Air Force 1 with the jet black cargoes
I still cut through with the local boys
She in love with the flows of the vocal noise
Need the new V8 for the motor noise
I f*ck up your team like I'm David Moyes
They can't tame these boys
Still cut through with the local boys
Manna graft for the bag, that's my vocal point
Still shout for my town with a broken voice
I stay strong under pressure with a certain poise
I'm putting work in boy
Yo, check
Still cut through with the local team
And we're number one with the gold in the scene
And can't keep up with the girls that I'm meeting
Brookie in her bedroom, vocals screaming
Told them, demon
Soon as the mic get hold I'm a demon
Soon as the mic get hold
And I'm in a zone
And I let them know
That my flows so cold that it's frozen, I'm proper
Shell it off whether I'm sober or steaming
Your girl throw it back in the club, can't stop her
Soon as she sees that the team got steez
And she got no pride and she got no honour
Took her back to Mine
Now she got nowt on her
The rest is history
Perfect victory
Can't say shit to me
Done it in a Oner
Norffsyde did it in a Oner
She gave me some headie, now I'm a goner
Local boy with a global dream
Everything I do, yeah, I do it for the cream
Beg you don't f*ck with the team
We'll violate regardless, publicity
Taking it beyond space, infinity
Couple milli in the bank yeah that is the dream
Walk into the dance like I own it, stroll in
And know you 'Ant seen me in a while
Cause I've been on my own at home, I'm loading
He said the fits mid, man he must be joking
What are you thinking? Is he provoking
No, I ain't dripping, kidda, I'm soaking
Yeah, I'm still drinking, giving up smoking
And that helped me with my focus
On top of this shit, no potus
Oh my goodness, flow is ferocious
Blessed with the good looks
Gift of the Gab
Two sips of the Jack
And I'm chatting all bogus
Bad on the whiskey, you can quote this
Man, I still cut through with the local boys
She in love with the flows of the vocal noise
Need the new V8 for the motor noise
I f*ck up your team like I'm David Moyes
They can't tame these boys
Still cut through with the local boys
Manna graft for the bag, that's my vocal point
Still shout for my town with a broken voice
I stay strong under pressure with a certain poise
I'm putting work in Boy

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