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I just stepped in Enfield Lo- (Morabeats) I just stepped in Enfield Lock Stepped out and now Enfield's hot I got bands, love run into shop I
never getting rid of it At the Enfield, Enfield Tennis Academy (Oh yeah, dirtbag) tennis Academy At the Enfield, Enfield Tennis Academy Tennis Academy
killer in the make Bayoneted filet a human steak Lee Enfield is your god .303 is your lightning rod Basic training was a breeze Kill your enemies
life a movie so where is my cape Smoking that zaza bitch pass me my drank GB enfield like the packers you aint We got 44s like my last name was hank
of the cake and mi share the cheese Walk inna Enfield town and mi spend the G's Party ah gwan me and mi friend them ah smoke the trees Nuh pree no war nuh have
Honestly, sometimes I feel like I'm the greatest alive You know? Why would you say something so controversial Yet so brave? I got Enfield on lock
about? Yo, Flo Rida right now is that what you listen to? Dude you from Enfield, what could you possibly know about hip hop? Enfield? Bro you're
Something stands At the foot of my bed Young kicks Torn to shreds Ten years old Oh my god the Enfield horror Dance around the casualties Open
my breakfast in my warm and comfy home Thinking of taking up my Enfield and ride up into town On this Cold Saturday morning With my bike of steel My
not be hiding Gliding, we are out tryna find him Sliding, going down hills and biking Riding, getting all of that mileage MC Pooja, I'm from Enfield
Looking at dem like Where do u come from Askin dat her Where do you stay Edmonton Enfield The place that I come from Streatham and Claptown The place
ain't allowed in Enfield You gon' wish you ain't said that Ain't no exp' on the get back If I send one text he garn dead akh Arsenal when I read that Come
If the Uber gets banned How my Enfield tings gon' cope? Cah they don't know a thing about trams But in a heartbeat still wan' stroke I rev
man's face off, one up (boom) Shut up, beef my boys? I'll run up (bang) Calm, still got my girl from Enfield Because her pum-pum tun up Ayy, free up
and Enfield To answer smartly sir and shine the boots Me and all the other poor bastards Glengarry bonnets on at bugle call I never thought I looked good in
Jimmy-o? We fight the fearful Hun With our long Lee-Enfield guns Though he's just your fellow man When we stop for Christmas day. Jimmy went to Flanders so
ground and I cast my net Dancin' in the ruins where the sun don't set Dancin' in the ruins of the crown Enfield rifles keepin' us down I got
passively Masterfully, I run the set so casually I'm on the turf like a midfield With the impact of an Enfield Cold as the temp that your fridge feel This is
bullshittin me (yeah) we could be riding that royal enfield day and night beach time sunset til moonlight wearing that black dress that you like but (no) you
Enfield to his gullet Sprayed all these bullets and knocked back his mullet Bitch my name's Duress, sixteen shots if you hold plex I scammed off your
bhai enfield pe Ghume yaha full feel lekar hai Rj street family We wont back down Rj street family We gonna spray your blocks Rj street family Nake se
to Enfield, I’m doing up trips, But I ain’t even taking time. Just to see my one on the other side. Districts on Piccadilly Line. Now she belling up: “Where you
on destruction As we look back on the bad things people did in history The second one said, you know my name is Snider My step-brother Enfield, from England he
Enfield No. 2 MK Double Action Only revolver in het laatje Drie, drie De Motorola telefoon op het keukenblad Vier, vier De sok die als blinddoek om mijn
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