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Break your waist, gonna need the Scotch Tape
Get on the floor 'cause it's burning like fire
Break your waist, gonna need the Scotch Tape
Break your waist, break your waist, break your waist
Yo, K-A-V's back, putting heat on the track
2024's mine and I got it in a bag (yeah)
Now I got these MC's begging me for collabs
'Cause I'm the only man that's putting Leeds on the map (real shit)
These MC's can't speak to me, lad
'Cause I'm in another league and I'm leaving 'em back
I get deep on the track, too deep when I rap
Like Frozone make a man freeze on a snap (come on)
Yo, KAV's gettin' gritty again (yeah)
Standing up tall, repping Leeds City again (yeah)
Big bike, ripping on that 250 again (yo)
And if the bizzies wants smoke, then I give it to them
Yo, I want more than a piece of the Pileys
Boy, I rep GBT 'til I die
When it comes to MC's 'round here, I'm the guy
So if you like Bassline, reach for the sky (yo)
This one goes out to my bassline crew
West Yorkshire on top, yeah, you know how we do
I get giddy when I'm sitting in a 3.2 (yeah)
When I switch off the traction and slide real smooth
I'm from a city where the boys never lose
And if the car's hot, we don't stop for the blues (nah)
Like a chess game, I just wanna make better moves (yo)
Now I wanna go fly and go see better views, like
What you sayin' here? Cushty charva
Summertime and I'm sittin' on a Husqvarna
250, but I think I want something larger
That'll swing through the city like Peter Parker
I'm a savage, cutting through the traffic
Back wheel bandit, this bitch acrobatic
Two beamers on me, I don't care, I'ma scram it (whoa)
Shout DPG, yeah, the boys don't panic
Just twist it and bang it
Raised by an Irish man who taught me how to fight
So you know I can bang (real shit)
I ain't never been a gangster, I'm not a bad man (nah)
But if you touch my fam, then it's, bang
No gas, man, I swear I'm sick of these pricks
Stunting for views and are acting in vids
These lot are doing this for the fame and the pics
I'm doing it so I can get my son out the bits, so
I won't stop 'til I'm loaded and wealthy
I got my full team living cushy and healthy
It's too many snakes, so I'm watching who helps me
I've gotta keep a sharp head like Tommy Shelby (yo)
2024, man, I'm due to bust
So I'm putting in the work 'cause that money is a must
And they keep telling me, "KAV, you're gonna blow most"
Like a broken-down car, all I need is a push
Thirty degrees and the sun's out shining (yeah)
Gtb and the tractors off sliding
Charva Essentials back for part three
Man, I've got the most cool beats everybody's liking
All the tracks I was raised on
And I'm still repping for the city that I came from
If you wanna beef with my team then it's game on (yo)
Even on a sunny day, you can get rained on
Yo, they're talking all hard, but they're not that tough (nah)
They're acting all bad, but they're not that rough (nah)
If it's bikes or rammers then we got that stuff (yeah)
If I'm on a two-stroke then I'll pop that clutch
Yo, you're not the best no more, they must be kidding me
Whoever's holding the crown better give it me
Best in this game, there ain't nobody killing me
Charva Essentials back with the trilogy
Jump on the mic then I set the pace (yo)
If I'm in a fast whip then I'll take the case
It's a bassline rave so let's wreck the place (let's do it)
Gonna party all night with no rest for days, ha
Grey Goose in my cup
I don't give a fuck, life's way too short
So we're gonna live it up (yeah)
When I jump on the stage, I just go rip it up
There ain't nothing like me, tell a pussy give it up (nah)
Yo, jump on the mic 'til the flames on
Big fat back, smack that like Akon
Babe, I don't really care what your mate's on
Come back to mine, girl, we can have a late one
I can make you feel good, make your legs weak (jheeze, jheeze)
Inside the bed sheets, I'm a straight sex freak
Guarantee she'll be coming back for it next week (yeah)
Round after round, I ain't never been a deadbeat
Nah, nah, nah, DJ stop that, stop that (half of you MC's really wanna hate on me)
I'm hearing a lot of talk about
Who's the best and who's running this scene (run a bad gyal like T.I.P)
(you can't bring your girl to the rave)
('cause you know the bouncers wanna see ID) so let me show 'em who it is
It's the baseline generator
Pum pum penetrator, tell her see ya later
Came from the bottom of the bits
never had shit now I'm really getting paper (yeah)
Who's that? It's the baseline generator (yo)
Pum pum penetrator, tell her see ya later (yo)
Came from the bottom of the bits
never had shit now I'm really getting paper (oi)
These lot are tryna work bad, alright then
Talking like they're gonna clap, alright then
Talking like I won't pull up in the show
gonna get a top boy's wig splat, alright then
Acting all bad with ya boys, alright then
Talking about them big toys, alright then
Acting all tough like my city's not rough
like we can't get big straps deployed, alright then
three, two, one, then I blast off
This little pussy better have his Snap maps off
Pull up in a Jeep with a mask off (yeah)
Jump out the ride then I'm melting him down like Jack Frost (why?)
And the snitches all over the place
So you gotta be careful who you're getting them packs off (yeah)
And who you're getting Snapchats off
Because these lot will have you in the cells when the crash stops
Yo, look at the state of the shoes on that (yo)
How could you ever get loose on that?
My man's bird's been passed about that many times
That her nickname's Choose On That
Better move on, lad
Pull up to the rave looking fresh
now your girl wants to move on KAV
What you know about walking into the club
and the DJ's got your new tune on, lad?
Fuck a label, did it on my own, bro
eighteen million views with no promo
these lot thought they were running this game (not at all)
But now I'm taking over, so I'll tell them it's a no-go (yeah)
Just a boy from a Leed's City postcode
chasing a bag, I ain't never tryna go broke
Used to be no one driving in a Shogun
Now I get stopped by fans to take photos (yo)
'Cause they love it when I'm riding the beat nice
With the heat, kill 'em on the mic when I speak
I've been a beast, I've been bringing fire to the streets
Hype on my team, end up with a knife in your spleen, yo
KAV way too nice for the scene, writing it clean
I'ma try fight for my dreams, fighting for Leeds
I'ma try grind for my fees
the bad boy MC from the live British streets like (yo)
Let me give 'em that bassline portion
Jump on the stage and I cause an explosion (yeah)
I'm chosen, leave a boy frozen
You're not fucking with the bassline scene so go again
Ten-ten back, it's so big, it looks swollen
She thinks I'm the best when I got her legs open
I'm active on top, you know KAV's got the motion
Now she wants me to go deep like the ocean (just me and you)
Yo, what you talking about?
Don't think you're bad when you're walking about (nah)
These pussies want beef 'til we pull up in a Jeep (nah)
Five man deep and we start sorting it out (yeah)
There's no way that you're calling me out (nah)
These washed-up MC's do it all for the clout
I'm the best in this game, they can't war with me now (facts)
If it's not about money, don't talk to me now (no point)
Just wait 'til that bassline kicks in
KAV's got the bars that have them all twitching
It's the West Yorkshire bassline kingpin
That'll make you wanna skank out in your kitchen
It's Saturday night, so I know what you're thinking
Put on your skanking shoes, let's go drinking (yeah)
Do what you want
This is the last Charva Essentials, thank you for listening