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Inglorious

by Skepta

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See, you judge me on my appearance, face value and that Don't know about the tax bracket Don't know I'm teabagging your favourite mug You say gang shit I ain't about that gang shit I'm a solo wolf, lone wolf eating up that gang shit Gang shit, the death of the gang Til' you're dead and buried, seen 1 to 5, doing up grease Way too, way too, way too, way too, way too deep Can't lace 95s Come kiss my feet All they do is chat breeze right now I'm breezing Trainspotting I got babies on my ceiling I'm steady plotting now I'm copping cause I'm eating Remember when they wouldn't let me in Now their wages just a day's per diem Way too, way too, way too, way too, way too sweet From the fire rose a Phoenix, where's the fire weed? From the ash stems a leaf, that's representing T And even when I die I come back twice as legendary Tears when I sit in the cemetery Flashbacks, flipping packs it was ketamine Now I'm feeling hoarse School of life, weren't no course You're a tourist, only roll with the purest, Ace Ventura Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah Young boy with the hot head I was on stage with the mash Just in case somebody told me to suck my mum in the clash Way too, way too, way too, way too gassed Heard man talk about drip, rudeboy what you know about splash What a beautiful murder With a Samurai sword, I slaughter What'd you mean, what'd you mean What'd you know about holy water? I stood at the altar, fuck a tab I do a whole sheet to myself, by myself Now these big problems just looking much smaller, yeah And it's just me, my laptop and my bank card I'm directing movies like Gaspar I drive the Wraith like it's Nascar I love the look on their faces when they look in the whip and it's a black star That's for all the jokes about the jam jar You talk about SK level that's top floor Will I ever come down? I'm not sure Look in the bag I got lots more She said that I should take my shades off I was like, "What for?" Rich boy, got accounts off-shore Everybody come in and close the door Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah Inglorious bastard, phenomenal, abdominal Put a hole in an obstacle, yeah

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