Letras
I writ this song with a pen from the Bronx
It's real hiphop, gwarn roll a spliff hit the bong
And sing along like
Lala lala-la-la yeah
And sing along like
Lala lala-la-la yeah
Rolling slow mo, smell the smoke way down the road
This Brum Town where they pull up with the smoke let it blow,
And sing along like
Lala lala-la-la yeah
And sing along like
Lala lala-la-la yeah
Check me out
We went from little bastards
To writing like we trying to get a masters
My crafts, being a grafter
Graphite, or ink i'll wrap you,
My raps, came out the atmosphere
Translate it to your ears
Could have perfect hearing you still deaf if you can't hear
Death to your hearts fear,
Swerving like i cant steer, I'm wavey
Dripping like a pimp straight out the eighties
Uh, yeah
Baby looking at me like she want to eat me, like a hula-hoop she do the hula like she from Tahiti
Uh, yeah
And she ain't needy but she say she need me
She just came off holiday, her tan lines doing bikini
Uh, yeah
Look how you glow
Look how you glow
I'll be back soon baby got to get the doe
Guidance to the youths, because I've been through it too
The struggle have you taking lives, just to get the newest coupes
He just fifteen years old
He got stabbed today
Bottom of my road
I just hope he never passed away
Thats something I just had to say
Too much on my brain somebody pass the grade
Light and I'm nice
Take a, flight through the night
Build a, vibe with a dime by my side, alright
Who said raps dead? Had to keep it alive
They're like
How does he do it? They tried to look in my mind
It's no lie
Live life how I suit, how it works? It's no ties
Wake up, get to work, no suit and no tie,