Dungeon (prod. Sustrapperazzi)
HighPriest187
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Grew up in the sticks, still duckin from the 5-O Aged 17, i might of moved about 5 Os At age 18, We had that line hella live-o But at aged 19, I was wasting my time bro At 20, i needed new vision So Sus took me to spray bars with Vision I dont wanna be like old friends stuck in the prison Its time to rethink my mission Yeah it big priest im coming straight out of the dungeon With a cloud of smoke that's just far two pungent Bag of schemes in the pad, flows there abundant When i touch the mic i turn the crowd into gunman Let me tell them how it is Ive been writing bars ever since i was kid Skipping school on the salts, billin big spliffs Hands where dirty from the sandstone as i scrambled on the cliff But now I got gully little priestess So i like to smoke more and i beef less Don't try and gas up your life, Na you ant seen stress Night shift, zipping up bags like a seamstress Im shelly like the seaside Got them going mad from your ends to these sides Got them all buzzin like Ive just kicked the beehive Dont try and draw that zute because that weeds mine Im quick like the wind, with the temper of the sea Im deep like the ocean, and im wavey like the beach Im strong like a oak, my root run deep Im roughcut like the mountains, i stay high like the peaks Its big priest coming straight out of the dungeon With a cloud of smoke that's just far two pungent Bag of schemes in the pad, flows there abundant When i touch the mic i turn the crowd into gunman Mans all torn and savaged, Bare brain damaged The ends got ravaged, sense had vanished Minds gone manic but man still managed Cause out in the field i stand strong like matić South so active, it barks like mastiff Burnt to ashes, far from placid Never went classes, mans no captive F*ck there taxes, fake and plastic I know tactics, strength in masses I know real pain fam in caskets I know trapyard food in baskets RoughNeck a real rascal like raskit Im a real rascal start blastin And ive dun the dance with just chanting My flow got the whole crowd dancing Ive got bars from Rye town to Barking Beef? Dem man there, there not greaze No way About grief Over them we won't lose no sleep And again Heard they want beef But dem man there, there not greaze No no About grief Over them we won't lose no sleep Dem manna touch powder So they'll get devoured Them man ant got them man ant got Them man ant got powers Them man ant got vibes Na they dont wanna war with the tribe Said blud, you are not that guy Na they dont wanna ramp with the i Its big priest coming straight out of the dungeon With a cloud of smoke that's just far two pungent Bag of schemes in the pad, flows there abundant When i touch the mic i turn the crowd into gunman
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