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Heavy MCs offend me incidentally or directly
I think it's envy
They all want to be me deep down
I ain't friendly
I'm deadly you can ask Wesley
I got so many bars I'd have more
Than you if my memory was empty
But what you know bout Deyja on monday
Meridian, Ruff Sqwad, Nasty
Roll deep and East Connection
Made up a runway for an MC
To take off and make gwop
But then the game got mixed with the gunplay
And the police locked the rave off
But me I love making music
So the fame and the money is a bonus
And when it came it came with the rumours
But somehow I remained focused
I keep Climbing the ladder of success
And everytime I go a level up
It's a different weight ting shoulders
It get's heavier
I still remember spitting at
The urban music seminar
There was a couple other cats but they
Weren't ready for the pit-bull terrier
Them man are prey I'm a predator
BET nominee me, Chipmunk
Giggs and Skepta in America
The second I touched down I was in a Mall
Check what I'm telling ya
When it comes to creps I can't get
Enough so I got a hell'u'va
Collection and my section's swelling up
I been around half of the world
Juss cause I wrote bars in
The cell on a regular
I never knew who she was
I should have asked her myself
When I was in edinburgh
In a cemetry somewhere
After one year on the roads
He met some breh with no care in his bones
The fuck was unfair
Cause the breh came there with half his area
But my man never run scared
He might have had a death wish
Cause he coulda legged it
But he never so he got
Left with multiple stab wounds
Head, chest, neck slit, that's a next ting
And if I weren't to busy in the pen
Getting busy with the pen
That could have been my bredrin
Even though I knew a guy was on suicide watch
I was in my cell smoking the ash
Eyes red like I was doing eye drops
They might of, never liked us
I was going back to back with other inmates
I'm the reason the whole wing was hyped up
These times I was with Wallace and stunnaman
Me and stunnaman
We was both 18 and we had a plan
2003 round Jammer's
So many bars in the headtop
Listen to Lord of the Decks part 2
Then you'll know about bangers
My mind works I'm thuggin it out
And a freestyle that Louie White made
When I told you niggas I was on a music ting
They thought I was fucking about
Years later i'm doseinit now
I'm doseinit now i'm running this town
No fucking about i ain't fuckin' around
I'm doseinit now