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letra de the intro - carns hill, ld & dimzy

[intro: mental k]
in all my years of conquest, violence, slaughter
it was never personal, but i’ll tell you now
what i’m about to do— (srb separation confirmed)
ayy, 134
(coming up on, uh, staging the burn-out of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds)
(production)
very, very much

[verse 1: mental k, ld, youngs teflon & dimzy]
ot, old trafford, givin’ out food like rashford
lambo’ truck same colour as mustard, got the gyal ’em fl-stered
i got away, but got busted, now he’s servin’ cake and custard
i done over a thousand nights of pain, not one of my friends got trusted
still an enforcer, still givin’ orders, gettin’ man shot like a quarter
babes, i’m a driller, same time baller
hop out the lambo’ truck, [?] corsa (corsa)
and i still do road, it was me that had your block hot like a sauna
you heard 134, that’s torture, skeng cost more than a corsa
i’m with dim, ld and k
if you ever see man in a truck, no, we ain’t gettin’ nicked for no t-e-a
we were just playin’ gta, now we got the glee and the gla
seven-six-twos and a glc (rrr), now i need some herbal tea
it was us that rang off the mac in big broad cuts in ‘013
we’re in twenty-two with seven-six-twos, but i’m still tryna do it with this ‘016
we can turn somewhere into halloween
we can turn somewhere into halloween
[interlude]
you could not live with your own failure
where did that bring you?
back to me

[verse 2: youngs teflon, sj, monkey & mischief]
real gunners, no emirates
rise that coin then we send it
make money fast the same way we spend it
busy in all aspects, that’s my lot
eager to prosper, eager to fire off
don’t take chat, better fix that dialogue
different timin’, don’t get tied up
badman and police can’t be friend, fire for them still tryna confine us
catfish gang’s next to get fired up, but day in the life for me and my lot
pushin’ p’s, yeah, palettes
i’m on the road tryna get more dough
i’m bein’ crystal clear like palace
we cause the lambeth maps some tension, it comes like all of the hill’s got rabbit
kway back trappin’ weren’t a habit, we was outside tryna make it happen
waps galore, let’s take a tour, some mental sh-t that you couldn’t fathom
i might call up the y’s, now he step ’round there with rum and dragon
you can’t rock if you ain’t on go
on the way to do up my man, don’t smoke weed, who wants to roll?
tryna creep up, get up close, g-id and get back home
step with the pack like a doormat, coca’ swimmin’ on the kitchen stove

- carns hill ld dimzy

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