Lyrics:
to rely on me, yea
Look, I spit the truth in the booth, no lie
So believe when I say that I've cried some nights
All on my own in my room and I'm thinking
of conviction
And he believed the words he spoke
And something deep inside me
Knew this couldn't be a joke
But why would he believe this
Why believe in such
you know what street is?)
There you go again talking like a div (shit)
Like I can't find out where you live (why it's easy)
Kick off your latch, I
one all
In all, they gave me magazines, tea
Some better soap than the prison's soap
An earphone radio, and extra chow
There's Chris
Who gave me
have to work like a dog to make ends meet
There's crooked politicians and crime in the street
And I'm madder'n hell and I ain't gonna take it no more.
have to work like a dog to make ends meet
There's crooked politicians and crime in the street
And I'm madder'n hell and I ain't gonna take it no more.
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
Now down the road just a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About so high and her hair is brown
The Prettiest thing boys in this
died in the Union by the name of McNabb
They washed him and laid him outside on a slab
cnd after the corroner his measurements did take
His wife took
listen, that's the words to live by
Know you gotta stake your claim, like a rib-eye
90059, nigga, here's why
I don't know why niggas keep fucking with me
a tent
I don’t wanna so I turn to the beast
But I still live in a tent
I live in a tent
I live in a tent
The beast will stop me from living in a tent
I
to Mexico
Stay a while den I’m coming to help LIB
So take my presence as a present when you see me
With all the love in the world
How can we grow to make
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it?
Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
That ass like coochi
Damn bro
In the morning I'm weighing your cookies yeah
Weigh that
There's no other way to do this yeah
Damn bro
In the morning I'm
for me
That never rains in the sun and everybody got love
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggas hustle for
never hit me in a text
I take that as disrespect
So now I'm gonna diss this set of celebs
Just for the Swift effect
Don't care whether it's correct
This
wasn't even there, nigga! Ayy
Bro, I'mma come clean, you got me
Jay in first
I'm in third! Where the fuck you at?!
Yo blue! What place did you come in
it's 'cause we live by the code, reputation to uphold
Makin' me the one they gotta take the spot from
I be tryna laugh with the bros but they can't
together
Try, don't let him take your love from me
You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie
I'm in love set you free
Oh, she's only
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
died in the Union by the name of McNabb
They washed him, they laid him outside on a slab
And after O'Connor his measurements did take
in my house and you sit there take
Dumb Nigga I know where you stay
Nigga Don't worry it ain't coming today
But I promise your day gonna come
Call up
was baffled from the beginning
From the racket meant to rattle like addling prattle wrapped in the straggles
Tackle the hassle, the rascal's unraveled
.jpg/245px-13-06-09_RaR_Dizzee_Rascal_10_(cropped).jpg "Dizzee Rascal")
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