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a ja z telefonu puszczę grime'y Wcześniej przecież jeszcze łyknęliśmy benzo Jakby nie wyszło, to przy ścianie czeka baseball Gdy odpływam, to po
succesful grime MCs And I'm not from the south Nah not at all, I'm the King of the North I infiltrated me and my troops Holding a sword that had never
to banning drill, and done that shit Someone got stabbed at the Rated Awards Mm, yeah, we love that shit Yeah I know about grime, Link Up and all dat Where
(Listen) It was '07 when I said that grime wouldn't get man a mortgage (listen) Now I'm in a five bed yard and it turns out man could afford it It
to give Do what I do, there's no try I'm an optimist by nature I don't hate but fuck y'all haters My life's in the hands of god Till I'm dead and gone
Way too many people on this world today I’ll do what he told me Make the cancer fade I am the one Judged by the voice above Armed not with a gun But
intentions Of them grime thunnys holdin down ya' local street block That gave the notion of commotion cities open detox The cleansing begins without trees
our gun hands tied For this old world has seen the worst of us Its love worn thinner by the day And every ounce of havoc, that we wreaked upon it
and now he ain?t nowhere to be seen Break it down! Woodstock got eaten by the cat who lives next door Snoopy got neutered and now he ain?t Joe Cool no more
now I spit from a coffin and a grave is my dome I grown by own body from dirt and grime it blows my damn mind like my brain was a landmine and I can't
and a court of drugged up nodders and quoters Namefucking fame on all photos, all cheered on and applauded by even richer promoters Now when you're a star,
some grime The good Lord stole Himself a week His mama said, “Don't you dare” He smote her and said, “Let the good in this be dead” And the world shook
No other dreams seemed bigger than chase You could tell it by the look on all my homie's face Ignore distractions Baby complainin' that I'm a player
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