Lyrics:
'round, 'round we go ('round, 'round, 'round we go)
If you love me, let me know
Dizzee Rascal, yeah
She used to love him, he used to love her
She used
the twilight
Yeah your really looking in my eyes like your lost girl
Maybe I been fucking with your eyesight
Last night
I’m like
Fuck I think I’ve seen you in
said you can start with love first
Ok
Man I been having me some women problems
On my never ending quest to get the paper on the dime
They ain't gon
Man; Yea)
You Can't Just Love Me Like They Do
(Talk To Em V; I Need Somebody Special In You Girl)
I Need Someone Special In You
(I Know They Out There
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
So what you thinkin' 'bout London city now aye, who dya city love
[Background] West London, South London
I'm the London hustler a golden grind,
with a bad man
Shey you know you are fucking with a rascal
Shey you know Im finna put you in a fast car
Everyday we be living in the fast life
Baby no
livin' in Hell, they thinkin' Heaven sent me
When she scream, "Fuck love," I think she meant me
I get in the zone, applyin' pressure
You'll get
the difference
Of bein' good and bein' Goodz
Listen man, if we battled before
I'm sure you lost convincingly
You envy me, I been that dude
In all of ya interviews
and Tom, with a demo in his palm
Now I'm with helping those who want to help themselves
And flaunt a nut that's doggy as in dope
But it's not the mood
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
a fleeing reflection
Of lost ones, love, loud laughs and hopeless action
Somewhere outside in the open south
Dog days season and overt laughs
Where
Ah man sad, sad song
Yo word Polo, broken heart ain't no joke, man
Yo, why don't you really tell
Them how you feel about it, man
Love is pain
sent up with his man
You could try to get loud but this glock getting louder
Made ten in three days I ain't take me a shower
I'm fishing with Zac he
'cause I came up with Ruffsquad, Rascal and Tiger
If I roll to a next endz, I'm bound to run into a next breh
'Cause I'm hype hype this year, but they
Now ima tell you a story that you won't believe how
This stone cold lady killing mac OG
Came to fall in love and lost his cool
To a girl so sweet
yeah)
I'm illy in here with them Young Money millionaires
Think you really pop a wheelie in air?
Mac Milli, the Vanilli's in here
I'm a rascal
and Tom, with a demo in his palm
Now I'm with helping those who want to help themselves
And flaunt a nut that's doggy as in dope
But it's not the mood
man!
They took care of me, they put, he put clothes on my back, he put food in my stomach
You know he helped me with microphones, and recording,
that monkey,
Rascal won't let go, let me go.
Gotta spend just a little more time
With you, that's right.
Gotta spend just a little more time
me i'm losing my faith you see
Lost my religion I swam in a Dead Sea
I go waka waka hard in the paint aha
Paint you a picture I sketch your reality
and I stoke the flame
'Cause I sowed my hopes in a broken vase
And this open plain produced plights in the poems
Prime opponents with some novacaine
I'm
cause I may not be here tomorrow
World feel the sorrow, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo
Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel
Like I told you
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
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