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Awfully Deep

Roots Manuva

Awfully Deep

2005

Awfully Deep

[Verse 1]
I don't do mind games, I'm frame by frame
I'm eighteen bits, I'm forty-eight hertz
My favourite tie-tie 'til my nicky (?)
My flirt

get it right
But I'm close
Most of the time

Twenty five to twenty nine
I was makin' it, I was miserable
I moved out by the Hollywood sign
Lived

Homecoming Party

Old Crow Medicine Show

Volunteer

it's 10,000 places and 20,000 faces
And half a million miles I'm bound to row
And I'm weary and wasted, and all that I can taste is
One lonesome tear

you" to the people in the building
For helping me build the empire that I'm still building
Diddy said a rapper only gets five years, we doubled that

I wish this moment will never end.
You hold my hand,
Makes me happier by twenty percent.

In a silent dream,
I wish this moment will never end.
You

Look at me; I'm a product of your mercy. Look at me; I’m a product of your grace (2x)

Mercy speaks, grace overflowing (4 x)

Look at me, ABBA’s own

to take him and that many men were dead
He was vicious and a killer, though a youth of twenty fourAnd the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen

and Deniro coming like Eddie Gurrero top down hanging out coupes
All cos I love my killy 2 verse 4 and I'm backing my bruce 
Last year it was Moncler not

been saying no
Mama tell me stop
40 Tell me go, and I go
Gonna go, gonna go, I'm gonna go
Yeah, uh
I'm self healing, just tryna heal myself
Because they

the right amount, I'll front you
I talk this shit 'cuz I'm bout this shit
Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
I got 4-0 dawgs

motherfucking OD
Drinking while I'm sinking by my lonely
All these fucking labels they just wan control me
Mixing pills with the bottles yea the 40's
Fucking

pandemic hoax its goats in the casket 
Basket of dead tulips school of fish fresh tuna and I'm a puma consumer 
Sun busting off at the luna stop spreading

hand I'm your motherfuckin' spliff

I'm a thug from the age of 10 I'm a star at the age of 20
You're a war in my age you're my type you follow me
Your

play by the rules ima put 20k on yo head just like it's family feud
I remember them days when I was broke nobody offered me shit but now that I'm up all

the trees
My love, she looked up at me
Said we're never gonna leave

I'm in the cellar
I'm in the cellar
I'm in the cellar
By your garden grave

1, 2, 3, 4

Mo Reala

Zaytoven

Trapholizay

Four-door Bugatti, you mention me yah
Diamonds they drapped in my portfoli-yah
Fill up a safe, I'm more realer than y'all
Fuck my new case, I'm more realer

I'm not missing
My first sixteen was my first forty eight
Had to carve my own path, I came swinging out the gate
So I ain't tryna hear from anyone

the hundred to half a man
For real i'm being taxed for what I
Used to make annually
Independent like July 4th
Labels can't handle me
I'mma give the drummer some

Instead of a gift
Tell me to (oh)
What am I supposed
To do with (do)
With my life at (with my life at)
Twenty two
Twenty three
Twenty four
I'm a bore (I'm

ere we go:
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,
Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five, forty
Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five, sixty
Sixty-five, seventy,

a Glock?
What you got?

I...
I got that...
Yuh
I... I... I... I... I

Got that FortyFive I'm gone end yo life
Benjis on my side
Money on my mind
I want

the slice
I 'm living in in paradise - Pizza by the slice
Let it cool before you take a bite - Pizza by the slice
Booths lined in brown Naugahyde - Pizza by

or the dried up ponds I'm passing by
It ain't the shelter belt that stood there and held strong since '39

I should roll on down the highway
I should put

Living in a dingy life, smoking cigs all night
As I stare at the sky with a pretty woman by my side
Watching the street lights while i'm drinking