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What did U wake up and have a metro fit cunt. I think your priorities need a quick fix up because your turning into a shit cunt a bitch cunt that slips up I kick up with my kicks up As i sit drunk and sip cups Spit some Blur Never slips up I'll be getting my dick sucked buy a sick slut blew in braces now my kids living behind bars that's a sick cunt im admist rutts climbing past in the scene stop and i adjust pull that zip up. This ain't a diss cunt it's a gutta spit braz I'll put my dick in your sisters hand inject with ya misses in bed while I'm fingering her friend afterwards I'll hit ya up with a text. Because blur does it the best I'll rock up to court for a breach of a suspended sentence off my head straight up spit at the judge and cops throw a punch as they sit there confused while Trina convince them that there all dogs The flow just ain't stop ain't no emcee got what I got ain't no one drop bars blur drops off top I'm intellectually scarce your intellectually impaired cunts stop and stare to witness this man In the flesh making a stand feeling shifted off six Jim beams so smashed my vision sees two or three I'm done so over these wannabes there more common than wallabies probably follow me not even I wanna be me cops Trina stick cuffs Hide and seek bruv step leave em as I kick dust side step em see if they can keep up pips came we hit legs jumping every fence in different directions to make distence fuck going back to prison I'm all ready imprisoned inside my mind gifted but different so fly I float ove the system ain't catch me slipping pin anything they can send U back inside A date infront of the judge for another charge and breach promising time Wasting our day over the most little shit they can find shit that will only follow a smaller fine Pushing mine to get a reaction wanting to fight so they can jump one of us 4 of them weak cunts without a badge and weapon they the weakest kind take a risk everytime we see cops flop it out take a piss on-top of a cop shop Take a photo and send it threw to them laughing like a boss feeling top notch I spit tough U spit puss Choak and slip up Choak on flem and your speach gives up as I rip it up flowing sublime with a flow maturing as I get into the vibe as I rip bars I'm coming to spit overtime quotes hit hearts and minds alike mine got love for the real that read vibes relate to what i write fake get cutt hearing truth all the time Stop sitting round waisting time It's time to get up fix what needs to be fixed up I don't wanna hear more emcees spinning similar spits flow almost identical preaching about errelivent shit there bitch cunts no good back stabbing give ups underground rapping fried off face like a retart who have bars original rappin everytime with no controll over stopping as it takes over your mind Put lengthy time invested figuring ur flow Trina read between the lines create individual rymes a mind fully fucked from abusing anything get high to fly above all the petty bullsht online grubs type in caps running there mouth to pass time different from all others That's unalike any one of you Got my boys backing me whitey and bills still making music due for a release Rappers sit in the both Speaking shit Rank so bad they closed the studio down and got a bond clean running up talking about a life U never knew anything bitting a bar or two I hope they loose teeth bearing down on metal that's solid meteral hell bent on Trina match loyalty tested on the streets rappin isn't my cash train it's the mechanism keeping me from Poppin prescriptions to leave tell em I'm to different in the way I think I attract people scummy taking advantage to get my hand bitten everytime I try lift you up only brings to realisation the ones who arnt who they claim Make em history Bet U will regret it when the mates around are only there because ur ballin flipping white and green The one cunt who refused to be around because U had a lot to give Avoided it to show being brothers are more of a priority than getting shifted off my trea if I'm good I want my boys to be ekswa do you see bruv Courus (I'm fucked These cunts are so fucked fucked of the drugs and cups Not knowing when enough is enouh fucking mentallity up. Feeling like we don't belong anywhere but the streets. we are nothing but a fuck up burden doing crime copping a chase from D's threw your street Misfits who feel like we missed our opportunity to live Tell me what a normal cunt does to keep entertained beside tv Without a clue on how to do as a normal cunt moves how are we to know what to do to make moves I regret all them charg up in parks puffin Gunga instead of sorting myself educating finishing school that would have been a myricall blessed from the heavens i If God exists why didn't he ever help me answer my calls crying on the street feeling like a no body with no dream)