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letra de dnd - noaksey

dnd

you dun’kno hip-hop ain’t dead init..
see..

verse 1; (noaksey)
from day i showed all signs of this…. i weren’t like all kinds of kids
despite all hype; inside my vids.. you’ll find insight in which’ll;
guide you through to righteousness… shouts out just like righteous did;
clarky… come we get the life we wish
i had doubts; but, now thanks to all you lively pr-cks
i have learnt to silence it; black and white… silenced clip
your a point less cos; now, all i hear are silent spits
try to follow me before i’ve left ? -i enlighten trips

like to the shop to buy some rips; then roll sit back and light my spliffs
find a beat i like…….. listen; then ill write some bits
edit; scr-p it start again; what’s next to do? re write my list
recite my lyrics; blaze a zoot; journeys long; writings p-ss
in time i try out different ways; till i create, a flow that fits
slowly rolls another; thinks, i smoke and show some other links
dunno where your goalie is; no joke there ain’t a goal ill miss
now i’m running low on riz; ill write perform upload to disc !

(clarky)
munch a few bags; till, all the md’s gone!
come we roll another zoot, from the weed we got?
bell me up tomorrow saying when i gotta meet ya!
beats to usb; f-ck, wheres my usb blud?
found it; never guess i left it somewhere dumb;
as music goes fam; you know we on the up and up;
f-ck drum and b-ss yeah; but f-ck drum and drums… cah;
now the lyrics wrote; dnd is done and done!

hook; (clarky) (noaksey)
really?
no.. real talk what the f-ck is this?
oi?!
bruv?
are you dumb?
take this sh-t out the beat now…
man whats your problem?!

verse 2; (clarky)
ahh! cos, i may be feeling stressed..
i think a couple bars up; and spray em in my head-
-drop a beat upon the headphones; when im laying in my bed
maybe even blessed, or maybe even yet…
i may be rolling spliffs from the paper and the peng;
baitly writing lines on some paper with my pen!
the writing’s so messy i can’t even say em yet?
then you bell me up; like, ‘what you saying then?’

‘im blazed out of my head fam; face looks a mess!
but we gotta go to studio; forgot we booked a sesh?’
you knock at my door; like, didn’t know you left!
i sniff half gram; and, then you sniff the rest-
-we get to studio; looking, crooked but we set-
-chris hooking up our mess; cooking up a blessed;
track; that’s all good; but before we step…
dispite how long it took; we still book another set!?

hook; (clarky) (noaksey)

jheeeeeeeeeze………
i can’t be dealing with you blud..
like..
this is booky..
swear down i told you to take this out the beat?
d-ckhead..
man whats your problem?

verse 3; (noaksey)
ain’t an artist that; puts, in half the effort i do;
that being said….. i don’t even try to;
poke my finger in their eye; so, they can see my view..
smoke a couple joints… then ill go right through..
music? …………..believe that’s heart;
see i take pride in; all works of art;
noaksey… believe in my craft;
cut my heart open and i’ll be bleeding bars;

………………………….. i wake up breathing hip-hop;
i’ll stop making hits; but, only when this hit stops;
i’ll stop writing bits; but, only when my bits flop;
you’ll be hating me everytime one of my vids drop;
i put a pen to pad; another banger? -i can sense it!
so; i-switched-n-flipped; the-lid of-my-pen-tip!
can’t help that i raise the bar; its my-way-of;
raising the stakes; by, raising.. the, rate-of-bars!

hook; (clarky) (noaksey)
f-ck you blud im gone…
oi!!
hold up man!!
where you goinggg?
cmon man it’s catchy and you know it!!!
sweeeeeeear dowwn fam!
ahhh f-ck it..
man whats your problem?!

- noaksey

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