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Hard beat

Big Up From International Grime

Definitely a ghetts type beat 🔥

Trap trap phone on the left Trap trap phone on the right You don’t really want it off sight Man come alive at night I don’t think I gotta tell man twice I don’t know if the wanna pay that price Man was in cells eating them peas with rice This shit got me thinking bout life Keep my flows on point like a knife So I spray hard bars tryna earn my stripes Gotta duck from the pigs when I see blue lightsy Smokin up one spliff watch a man take flight Then it’s back to the drawing board these lyrics gotta reach new heights Take one shot man shoots he scores make the opps McNeil no Dwight You can run but you know you can’t hide Alright alright Pass man the grub from the left hand side Feel the waves crashing in can’t you see that tide Don’t chat to me about war if you won’t take that glide I put my all into everything I make big strides I don’t know how they got information on man must have someone working inside Bars are so savage Dishin out damage they cannot manage Keepin it classic Old school like Jurassic Don’t u know the Big four four fantastic Had to make moves some of them drastic Got a bag full of tricks and it’s all magic So please don’t panic Or I’ll make your career sink like titanic Make man go Ah shit, God Dammit I stepped in like a hard hitter Suttin like Godzilla Aimin for that head top wig splitter Chinchilla, chicken dipper, big dinner, Paul sinnah, Life could change at the roll of a dice Give my food to the bros make sure they got the biggest slice I’m just tryna step out clean in my nikes Still get around on pedal I love me a bike Aye aye Sometimes I don’t care but that’s fine bro Life goes up and down like a yo-yo Capture that shit like it’s on a go pro I can’t have the feds at my door bro that’s a great big no-no Kung fu kick like I’m working in a dojo Smoke dat shit til it’s all up in the ozone I was out on missions in the cold fuck the system in the care homes I was fighting my way up like bugzy malone I ain’t got time for them just leave me alone And now I’m back in my zone Time to make a man injury prone Yeah this shits bad to the bone And when your speaking to me you better lower your tone Exhaling suttin homegrown Chopping off heads just to get to the throne All masked up just to keep it unknown Make her cheeks go clap clap clap just to hear that bitch moan And you won’t see me rocking Gucci or Vlone cah it’s only Nike I own Need to get back to first place Gotta find my own space Fuck a covid mask let em see my whole face Stepped in the game late Got it all on a plate Gaining that weight And I ain’t got no time for your hate

Smoking heat only speak truth from my heart no deceit the devil is deceased no stress

Cos lately they baiting a man, To really go go cook paste on a pan, Got the the flake of that ye in my hand, Cos the state of my land, And the price inflations taking on man, Gots me thinking fuck it Al lay you a gram,

I’ll take out your next of kin Cant face me on Tekken wid Jin Kick off limb My name ain’t Tim Knock Knock ✊ nobody in I run this lake like Rosie and Jim

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Dont walk on my block Thats bait Get slapped stripped for your food Then sent on your way