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letra de blackballed - c1

[intro]
za
lower tulse, f-ck uptop
f-ck clapham
f-ck brix
f-ck wano, f-ck siraq
f-ck everyone innit? lt

[verse 1]
tunes get taken down all the time (steam)
everyone knows i’m a one of a kind (lt)
still gotta step with the over and under or side by side and tap that twice (bap, bap)
the opps can’t get back, they won’t get back (nah) ever since gang got five of their guys
we know there’s more, but they keep it quiet
i heard ’round hill’s fryin’ (love)
— got shot and denied it (safe)
—- got thunder and lightnin’ (uh oh)
wе left little frightenеd
—- got bun ‘cah we just don’t like him (bap, bap)
and my man dead when we find him (done)
i talk loud and clear so they hear it (mm)
h-lla goals and no one’s cheerin’
tulse hill state, they don’t come near it (no, no)
i was in brixton, runnin’ down nerds
shoulda been doin’ my homework (ugh)
beat off once, beat off twice
really tryna make that pole work (ayy, y’mean?)
we shoot n-ggas in person (live)
they shoot n-ggas at videos (doners)
quin darted, physio (huh)
everyone knows how it really goes (ayy)
shoot like trippier or like didier
don’t ask me if i’m live (please)
if you’re askin’ me, i don’t like them guys
if you’re askin’ slim, he don’t like them too (no)
still gotta ask bando, “who’s who?” (who’s who?)
i’m tired of the new plate yutes
me, i don’t roll down, lean, and shoot
and dangerous summer we gave them yutes (lt)
[chorus]
took down my tune, number 2 trendin’
just ‘cah they know it’s non-fiction (non)
it wouldn’t hit 1, but man’s blackballed
then i ain’t screamin’ brixton (f-ck it)
it woulda done loads
someone tell s, “stop doin’ the most” (ugh)
griz’ too (f-ck him, f-ck it)
they hate on all of the bros (gang)
took down my tune, number 2 trendin’
just ‘cah they know it’s non-fiction (non-fiction)
it wouldn’t hit 1, but man’s blackballed
then i ain’t screamin’ brixton (no)
it woulda done loads
someone tell s, “stop doin’ the most” (please, please)
griz’ too (please, please)
they hate on all of the bros (love)

[verse 2]
don’t listen to them man’s lies (don’t)
i’ma leave it clean and light (easy)
they ain’t ridin’ around like bikes
they ain’t the ridin’ type (nope, nope)
season and beef, i ain’t usin’ time
all it takes is a bit of time
i make all of the leng tings shy (shy, shy, shy)
catch one of them, i’ma make it mine
four-four atake, keep on revvin’ it (bap, bap)
war is war, no, we ain’t deadin’ it (no, no)
creep up gang, i know they dreadin’ it
how many man over them sides celibate?
smoke man’s skid, i loved that kid (my boy)
free caps, free kizz, free blitz
the feds don’t want man lit
love, how many man’s been hit? (ugh)
let’s slump, turn, picked up
too many opp blocks, come we just pick one (which one?)
beat off, cause mixup
juice all over the floor, don’t drink up
loyal to the hill, can’t switch up (never)
but i ain’t gonna talk on others (uh-uh)
can’t talk how s got smothered (lt)
you know i got all of my brothers (bap)
[chorus]
took down my tune, number 2 trendin’
just ‘cah they know it’s non-fiction
it wouldn’t hit 1, but man’s blackballed
then i ain’t screamin’ brixton (i ain’t)
it woulda done loads
someone tell s, “stop doin’ the most” (done)
griz’ too
they hate on all of the bros (lt)
took down my tune, number 2 trendin’
just ‘cah they know it’s non-fiction (non)
it wouldn’t hit 1, but man’s blackballed
then i ain’t screamin’ brixton (f-ck it)
it woulda done loads
someone tell s, “stop doin’ the most” (please)
griz’ too (please, please)
they hate on all of the bros (gang)

[outro]
gang sh-t, you get me?
f-ck the opps, f-ck the met, still outside, woosh

- c1

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