Letras
Shame on us
coz we let them put the flame on us
how did they even gain our trust
ye, while we trine make these cases buss
X2
I kill a riddim and eat it
I drop dinner riddims
No filler In em
I cop bigger spliff and ops
Are looking at me like I skitz out
Coz I fucks with them
Bill and and Ben flows
Like Ya dun know
Pots and pans in the kitchen
Man I'm cheffing up dumb flow
Your dun for
All of my dudes are running through
Like you dun know
All of your dudes confused trying to figure out who's the head honcho
I bet the head honcho is some dick head in a poncho
trust me when i say I'm on glow
I want more but i stay patient
The sacred spaces and vacant mazes inside my brain
Help me handle the shots without needing to chase em
that electrifies my mind
and In time il find love over Satan
Wake up - that's a cliche in a way
Coz every day sheep sleep while they're awake
That's bait
Us man putting dinner on the plate
Puff puff pass in the studio like every single day
Got to make a living
got to make this music work
Never sell your soul
your time is everything your worth
So I, keep it moving in these shoes
Might drop an album tunes
Might stay at home in my room
Or eat the fruit of the loom
Might call em out on their bullshit
Might leave it to die
Might have to make a promise
Might have to tell a lie
All I know is it's a shame but still I don't know why!
All I know is it's a shame
But I still don't know why
Forward thinking got me down and under proper
coz all they want is content 2 minute songs nothing longer
what happened to the art form and not adhering to their rules?
I'm crashing out of their lane holding my crown jewels