Lyrics:
places
I'm lucky to have seen
All that I have seen
And I'm lucky for my heart
To be torn apart by seas
And I'm lucky to have called London home
I'm lucky
hunt
From now on, y'all crossed the land
Craig Mack's the upper hand with more
Rhymes than the beach got sand you're an MC
Yo my original job is that
on her by the neck
Addicted to sex she knows I'm the best
Don't even think about checking her texts nigga
Man wanna rap like London
Man wanna rap like New
and half I just turn on the fan
He want a 4 and half I just turn on the fan
Tell the opps that we got larger waps
Cum in her pussy a lava lamp
Growing up
was even bigger
Never had a father and I needed you to be the figure
We're forgetting that we had a brother that was even bigger
We were figures just
I just been grinding and stacking' that paper lil hitta just know that I got to get paid
I hear em claiming they king if you're wearing the crown
ain't like killin' no
It's annihilation, extermination,
Elimination elimination
Eliminate the bad
Cast the bad
Eliminate the bad
I want to be good
I wanna
a business
Spare me these unending trials
Half your cast disappears
But the crowd still cheers
Opera
To hell with Gluck and Handel
It's a scandal that
London wey I know dey Osapa
I remember pretenders 31st of Decembers
That member this member all out to dismember you
The 70s bad blood like a bartender
In
with that nigga again".
'fore I'm locked down I learned to be
what I am now and that's a motherfucking O.G.
Original gangsta
Daz:
I grew
bags
So, how can you tell me you're lonely?
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets
in my mind somehow
I've just got three lines
And a pair of two's
Like a lucky roll of dice that you
You cast
If music could talk!
Which means
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
you're gonna want to hang in my place on Sunday still
Oh yeah I hope you will
Cause I'm in London still
You know we've got it sorted here, we've
original, it's based off original
But that's original off the original
So I don't even give a fuck, like I said
And I can say that originally (Haha)
Trance
them pricks, amnesia
Don't like me, I don't like them either
Say you're top boy, we don't believe you
London boy (uh), top geezer
Dark and cold
this, the n**** that you didn't think could do
Break through with the rhythm that'll rock your whole crew
Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no
solid gold
It wasn't part of the original plan to do that
I don't care what the original plan was, I am paying for this belt and I say I want gold there
down I understand that you're hurting but running away isn't the answer.
I can't face this I can't keep going on like this. I need to find a way
The white man ain't the devil I promise
You want to see the devil take a look at Clarence Thomas
Now you're saying, "Who?" like you a owl
Throw in
Friday Part Two
Mike Epps, Ice Cube
This ain't that, to be exact
This the one with DJ Pooh
No, disrespect to the later cast ain't nothing like
a zip, that's an O
We can smell all this weed on my clothes
Don't make me go and get the Wraith
I'm trynna dodge another case
Order Ace of Spades by
pricks who made my grandma redundant
I'm with some bruddas in the silver spoon function
But they wish they were from my side of London...
That's why
you
Got on my shoes of peace
A peace that passes all understanding
People dwell in a world of hell
But I won't be moved by what he throws at me
Got my
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