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letra de ovrcs - filthy gears

[intro: mik]
oi, oi, listen
from any one of my gs come through
it’s nuttin’ but st–ze
don’t get big man confused for likkle man over deh so
dem ain’t like man
dem are impersonators, liars, imposters
gun slap fi dem boy dere
(filthy gears)

[verse 1: mik]
there’s so many things i could say right now
but i ain’t gonna say
true say, certain man ain’t got no heart
and they wanna act g-y
f-ck that, come through letting off shots at the hubcap
dumb dumb, with your mouth looking like a rugrat
slumped over, now you’ve got a mad hunchback
pump action’s got a nice little
kick back, sit back, letting off shots
with the knick-knack-paddy-whack, give a dog a bone
back then, man didn’t even have a home
two sixteen, now i’ve got two homes
swagged up, looking like sherlock holmes
what you saying, holmes?
different world in a different zone, better watch that tone
one phone call, that’ll change that tone
leave it alone, 5’6″ but still man are grown
walking around with a girl from rome
back looking like money up front
chest looking like money up front
face looking like money up front
like, why would i front when i’ve got that chrome?
air force ones same colour as an ice cream cone, let’s go

[bridge: mik]
let me show these people why i’m the greatest
come through looking like neo
in the kitchen with the matrix
in the kitchen with the
let me show these people why i’m the greatest
come through looking like neo
in the kitchen with the matrix
in the kitchen with the

[hook: mik]
juggling ps
i’ve got money in the bank that i can’t even touch
let alone bloodclart see
overseas

[break 1: mik]
trust me
that’s an investment
cuh it’s cash-in-hand on the daily
we don’t even touch dem ting dere

[hook: mik]
juggling ps
i’ve got money in the bank that i can’t even touch
let alone bloodclart see
overseas

[break 2: mik]
so don’t come around with your crumbs and scr-pes
your little scr-pes and shekels and creps, get out

[verse 2: mik]
ain’t gonna lie, head full of stress
all these dons are a bag of mess
i’m 100 kis, you’re 100 pence
man are out here sitting on the fence
man up, show me the tony
yayo, ain’t got time for the young buck
fronting like there’s lloyd in the bank
when i break it down like 50, no cents
see where you’re moving now
i don’t wanna hear sh-t ’bout past tense
i was on the curb holding it down
ting in my bag, no vest
28s knew my name
100 bags, i was moving no less
swapped your soul for a pair of creps
when i left that boy soulless
two ten, i was in a compress
giving out food to the jobless
two sixteen, i’m overly p-ssed cuh
man are out here with the nonsense
yeah, p-ssed off
cuh man are out here getting ripped off
blackskin boy, better jump like kris kross
got a nice pair on my feet like rick ross
no rest for the wicked
liff up the ting like cricket
target, hit it, put the ting in the hand
watch him miss it, how did you miss it?
came to the war with your hand in your pants
now man’s aiming at foxes
why’s man aiming at foxes?
why’s man aiming at foxes?
somebody tell me why

[hook: mik]
juggling ps
i’ve got money in the bank that i can’t even touch
let alone bloodclart see
overseas

[break 3: mik]
ting called
switching
no tax
oh

[hook: mik]
juggling ps
i’ve got money in the bank that i can’t even touch
let alone bloodclart see
overseas

[break 4: mik]
so a man just send it over
we haffi leave dem ting dere, let it marinate
you see?

- filthy gears

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