(No Ratings Yet)What can we say? On a Skinnyman flex! Classic riddims!
INTRO:
- Who? Me? Listen...
VERSE 1:
SKINNYMAN
- This time when we splash, trust we're gonna splash
- They're gonna come and wanna run' upon us with their mash
- Men are gonna stand firm, some are gonna dash
- Some of them boys just ain't ready for the clash
- When you dun seen your life past you by in a flash
- ‘Cos others wanna hate on the fact you make cash
- Everything they've tried to achieve has even crashed
- They're left walkin' up and down road lookin' brass
- Alas, most of them mandem are fassios
- Every two weeks they have to sign for dole
- I'm on another level blood, check it, I'm-a roll
- Rippin' down any spark with my fam in tow
- You dun know how that go, any way you want it
- So any which way, blood I'm on it, so run it
CHORUS
VERSE 2: SKINNYMAN- I used to roll deep with a crew of nasty soldiers
- Now I hold heat, carryin' that weight on my shoulders
- The way that I've been raised is too much to get over
- The way the streets have tried to mould us then hold us to the pavement
- Now we're facin' modern day enslavement
- Gettin' shift, lookin' at the world behind the jail fence
- Twenty three hours locked down is how your day's spent
- Thinkin' 'bout the way all of my old school bre’ers went
- ‘Cos I been here puttin' it down for years
- I watch my silence, screams will break the deaf ears
- Nothings left here but a whole heap of fuckery
- All over the country road is lookin' ugly, trust me
- From the age of ten years old
- Certain runnings that I've been through remain untold
CHORUS
VERSE 3: SKINNYMAN- That's why I resurface, cause everything I hear sounds worthless
- Mandem wanna play your part, they know your purpose
- I know my heart, my rhyme's stomp full of curses
- Makin' everyone around me start actin' nervous
- Call doctors and nurses, emergency services
- Pull it back like car wheel spin reverses
- Check my verses, the way I'm puttin' 'em down
- The way I'm shuttin' 'em down, I'm not fuckin' around
- I'm cleanin' up town like some old street sweepers
- In broad daylight, I roll with night time creepers
- Whoever wants to eat us, beef us or show my peeps love
- The others can meet their Grim Reapers
- Forget bein' six feet deep dug, it don't matter
- After I've left ya with ya skull bone shattered
- The heads that you see me roll with ain't no rappers
- Gun clappers who live like nuttin’ don't matter.
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