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letra de low mo - askew bedu

oh no, what the f-ck? somethings up! i move…
low mo… gotta duck the uppercuts but them…
low blow… mother f-ckin’ sucker punches suck!
i’m in overload, did i… overdose…?

rollin on my lonesome, for coping i must grow some…
coz the total amount of potent ‘dro that bro smoke is no joke and is takin its toll on…
on a brother bank account! uh, man is down for the dankest ounce
so when i come thru mans about brangin’ loud, so bankroll me later don’t thank me now…

breda, i got more smoke for the police! then when i blow smoke when i draw weed!
move slow mo, any more speed’s gonn’ get em all t–thy and they’ll want beef
gonn’ get us on tv and theres no need, i’m not greedy i just want peace!
not any more weaklings sending for me… nah fam, i don’t need any bodies

nah i don’t need anybodies – body! no more enemy bodies – for me!
i ain’t sendin’ em heaven, i ain’t sending em h-ll nah; i’m be-friendin’ em and sendin’ em home its all sweet…
tellin’ their moms to call me, if ever she’s bored or h-rny…
but tell her get a divorce, if she expect intercourse – for free, coz i’m no cheat!

bruv, strapped with a powerful brain, but showered in pain – so woke up shoutin’ again
thanks for the flowers you sent…indica sourest strain
now, i will refrain… from flying a plane into the towers again…
umm i mean – f-ck that, now i got the power to change!

spray game spiritual, ain’t claiming physical pain you can feel it in (here) son
and i k!ll em with the riddim when it hit em in the eardrum! still k!llin’ it since year one…
get a lil pill a lil gear yo, spill it in the beer – i know ya feeling it coz here it come…
i ain’t kiddin’ em; nah nah i’m k!lling em, but not – until the riddim hit em in the eardrum..
i ain’t sittin’ in here! when theres villains sitting in and takin the chair…
some known bullies, globally; dictating affairs, getting impatient in here –
carrying the wait/weight isn’t fair being married to our fate isn’t fair and
escaping its rare, the challenge that we facing in here make… racism seem blatant in here!

since pagans a wave stakes in the air, sh-t stinks – cavemen have been slayed up in here!
been jaded but still making appearances – either play dead or still fading the beard…
bruv, f-ck follow the leader – holla the dealer, make him aware…!
thats a great bit of gear from jamaica, blud… it saved me i swear!

oh no…. what the f-ck? somethings up! i move…
low mo… gotta duck the uppercuts but them…
low blow… mother f-ckin’ sucker punches suck!
i’m in overload, did i… overdose…?

- askew bedu

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