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letra de did but i doubt it - juke (lab tv)

[intro]

rotten apple ep, 2014
listen, ey, ey

[verse 1]

as a kidda i was angry with the lyrics i told ye
spittin on the rhythm with a chip on me shoulder
i was taking every word of the sh-t that they told ye
industry will leave you crippled left with little composure
no lies the industry is tryin to cripple the youth
that’s why i’m tryin to spit the truth up when i spit in the booth
we’re never gettin evidence because they rip up the proof
the population still are tryin to spit on his boots
thеy got you fooled, but lad they didn’t do it to me though
6 months for a noncе? we should be neutering pedos
ocean is the place we should be booting them pedos
instead of giving life to man who’s f-cking moving a kilo
stealing a stoley, and dreaming of roleys
i was basing in the flats and smoking cheese with the homies
we be jumping in the whip and hitting speeds from the police
coming to your crib and you be needing a pony

[hook]
all these divvy rappers chattin what they did but i doubt it
way too clever to be spittin about it
ride till i die kid and still i’m about it
puttin lyrics on the rhythm till your kipper is bouncing
all these divvy rappers chattin what they did but i doubt it
way too clever to be spittin about it
ride till i die kid and still i’m about it
puttin lyrics on the rhythm till your kipper is bouncing

[verse 2]

all equal on the planet don’t believe in above
should be reading them books instead of dealing them drugs
cos i’m sick of getting them bails, sick of setting them scales
so i be telling the tales instead of getting in jail
sh-ts like a maze, when you’re locked in the system
but the engines fully running with a notch in the piston
never follow the sheep, always follow the wisdom
don’t be chattin you’re a k!ller when you popped it and missed him
you’re chatting you’re a k!ller when you pop it and miss
don’t be telling me your stories when you’re gobbying piff
only takes a plank of wood to f-cking knock you akip
i want notes, want boats, so i cop for a brick
i’d rather rap them verses whilst you sn-tch them purses
kidda when i was a kid i was an active person
angry with an act to be a nasty person
hand a man a strap and i would blast a person
[hook]

all these divvy rappers chattin what they did but i doubt it
way too clever to be spittin about it
ride till i die kid and still i’m about it
puttin lyrics on the rhythm till your kipper is bouncing
all these divvy rappers chattin what they did but i doubt it
way too clever to be spittin about it
ride till i die kid and still i’m about it
puttin lyrics on the rhythm till your kipper is bouncing

[verse 3]

you know it’s me jukey b, kid i’m raw with a beat
trust me lad you’re nothing special if you walk with a piece
rats are always f-cking snitching if they’re caught with a weed
kids are dumping if they’re bumping for a quarter of cheese
lad a couple years back, all the man would be hating
i’m the man they used to hate but now they’re actually rating
the flow, is so cold, when i rap it it’s blatant
when i rap it on the track it makes you gasp in amazement
what
so back in the day when –
i was jumping outta town tryna stack up the paper
game kidda, i’ve had a dabble in danger
like a 12 gauge ripping when i scrabble on paper
silly rappers and they’re thinking they’re mad
jukey’s chillin cos i’m iller with the ink and the pad
and the old school rapping lad i’m bringing it back
don’t be chattin that ye strappin not a thing in the bag
not a thing in the bag
[hook]

- juke lab tv

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