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I remember better times, when we had no work or struggle
On the estate getting caught up in the rubble
Don’t get caught by mum when you know you’re
my pocket
They know they can't stop me
Came to get it if want it
Get hit by a rocket
They say
I'm the hottest mother ffff in the building
They say
I truly meant it
Frostbite cutting off my lips at the exit
When you stink of piss and your breath smells like grime
All I can do to pass the time
the quill, I
Slightly go mad a little, the type of vocab I spill
Ignite the whole battlefield, by a notepad, I'm iller
Fire's stoked, stash the tinder, guys'll
Disappeared like some fucking ghost
We were a team, something like all stars
So angry, I'll tell you in these bars
By my side, is where you were special
Take
exploded, now I'm out again

But to my own design, I find the time to sort the grime
Inclined to blind the wicked from the kind of lines within my mind
They'd
a gas

I was framed by mistake, but you keep a blaming
Why the hell do they always take me on aiming

You consider yourself a king, but inside you are
of 30 of uh
Grip up yo watch and yo booze
And run off with the loot with no trace of what happened or uh
Strip down the block by the boxers
And watch
I got no mothafucka time to hope for Opposites
We live In grime, it's an apocalypse
The feelings ominous, despite a dream of livings Very prosperous
throwin' pebbles
By the water at 21, I wasn't savage like that boy from Georgia
Lord, pray you never forget, uh-uh, pray you never forget
Hey, pray you never
by the kids
I'm licking my lips some hotdogs on the grill
The smoke filling my nose but I love it nonetheless
Now let's go down to that swimming pool
ain't signed
So I can talk to the grinders
Cause I really grind
And I can talk to these grime kids
I'm really grime i live my life at 140
Get money
the kid
Man I grew up on grime so I grew up on shelling
Took notes from the goats
So when I spray mine it, it's a fool I'm beheading
Don't need a .45,
passing by
She stays
Sending them porno stills
I’m good
Good locked up in my room
Overlord
I'm not gonna lie I kinda like it
So what ya shut the studio down
Slashed and snuffed
Get bashed and fucked
By a brash bastard
Who's past his luck
They say you can't pick your family, but you can choose your victim
I torment you

There is some unsolved mystery true crime shit
Forensic file, on some cold case grime shit
Hear no evil, see no evil, serial killer
reviews
They're good for stuffin'in my busted shoes
I beat the blizzard by shoutin' the blues
Honey, when it all went wrong.

I had a buddy name o' Bony
homies
When I turned into an artist
Never saw the vision
They were blinded by my hardships
Thought I was too mental
To addicted to the hard shit
Smoking
incessant grime,  
The congested mess that eats at the mind and flesh 
Through the chest and seeps to the spine
So unique is the grind, sow and reap till we
that
Squad in the club, where the hoes at
Yo where the hoes at
Surrounded by goons I'm the Joker
Bring your chick to my house and poke her
Make you watch
hard no room to cheat
Crunk and grime that's my bloodline
Feadz is mixing, Uffie's shouting
Uff is banging, Feadz is banging

Time to get low
Do
a deepened grime
Fall from the face of reckoning when reckoning what's on the creepin' eyes
Of absolution absolutely I'm so looting what is peakin' binds
springs, nice things with the shine,
Go ahead and sniff another line,
Everybody tonight is looking fine,
Have a couple more drinks, skank to grime,
CC & Dry
to dance 
If it make you want to clap
You already know it's a party song

Party time the grime the limelight
My time to shine with the lady that's fine
I'm

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