Cold Streets

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Caerphilly Mafia

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I steal the show
Like I hit a lick
Mischievous prick
With an evil itch
Like demonic nits
Grew up in the mist
I'm a gobby kid
I'll give you lip
If you've been talking shit
Come round my ends
You might get chinned

I roam the streets of 83
While I'm toking weed
The gang and me
The Mafia
The family
My Ganga Gs
I'm always handing off a bag of P
For bags of weed
A Z or three
The GSC
Or tangerine
The dreamers dream

I'm the coldest of the cold
And Caerphilly be my home
I pop to Diff and have a stroll
Then spark one up and meet the bros
Sight seeing
Breathing green
Giving meanings to our dreams
Making fantasies be real
Give me two minutes then you feel
Every word I spit

I'm always writing hits
So listen when I drop this shit
It's colder than a fucking fridge
Better perk up, get a grip
Get both your ears working
Call me DJ Khaled
Cause all I ever do is win

I channel Sam while writing rhymes
So take your time
We're eating limes
Tequila flowing down
I'm floating down
A hit and I'll be up
A burger and some ketchup
A murder in a Pizza Hut
I'm with the Ganga Gs
My family
The ones who made a man of me

I've gotta find
A new way to know myself
Cause sometimes
I feel like a gnome on a shelf
I don't mind
It helps me win
My porcelain
I'll fish you right into the bin
You'll be alright if you can swim
Yeah

I'm like Gollum
A little bit obsessive
It's no joke
A bike lock called me possessive
At sunday lunch
Or monday brunch
You know I love
to take a munch
I've lost my will
I've gotta kill
Someone find me
A bloke named Bill

I've gotta find a new vent
But f*ck me
Why do I have to pay rent?
Society
Born into it without consent
I wanna be
A Hobbit in a pop up tent

Back with the homies
Always on a Cold beat
Long way from home, we
Roaming these cold streets
My bed it's got cold sheets
Chuck on an old beat
The blueprint flow
With the Jay on the Ye beat

Saying ain't no love in the heart of the city
And he's right which is hard
Plus my heart's in Caerphilly
I'm being so transparent
It's getting harder to see me
On my bathtub flow
I'm just hoping you feel me

Looking down on these rappers
Who say nothing really
Looking up to the Lord
The only one to fulfil me
Jesus gonna heal
I ain't talking Achilles
On my Bobby Brown flow
I be stacking a milli

And I mean it sincerely
From the CF83 to NW5
These lonely cold streets
Make it hard to survive
But we young and alive
We supplying the vibes
Push the stick into drive
Growing Cold let it ride

Cold streets leaving you lying in peace tonight
Shadows creep and they find the place you hide
Fog clouds around and misleads your eyes
If you're lucky you'll be lying in peace tonight
Cold streets leaving you lying in peace tonight
Shadows creep and they find the place you hide
Fog clouds around and misleads your eyes
If you're lucky you'll be lying in peace tonight

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