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letra de if i die a martyr - pw

verse 1:

my fathers a hustler
how to get this money what he taught me
true values of a gutter yardie
straight out of the shower posse
about to be great
even though i’m still where the gats be
see chips like i’m meyer lansky
real facts you know that i’m fancy
black boys doing white collared crime
that was just a phase man i stopped that sh-t over time
we was slaves picking cotton no need for the price
swipe in the capital tryna capitalised
now im in queens, paying homage with my nas part
in the lambo and that sh-t is swinging like a nascar
i ain’t got to lie man it ain’t mine
but i can still bag your girl from the p-ssenger side
see my posture might lean but im a stand up guy
stand up tall, when will it materialise
boy in the corner
trying to take trips to djabrouta
p-ssports at the border
tip and wait as i order
now i’m not present at big ben
i keep them clocking
the growth is so evident
these rappers is yellow bellied compare them to simpsons
got these girls like apu, please can u come again
but, im from london
where gang bangers and stabbings
are as backwards and active
as black cabbies and addis
if you, say theres no lackin
and been about this since adams
then why, you run like trackers
an asthmatic could catch him
ive seen it all, to youngers all in the street
by the jet, holding the pump, like their tanks on e
thats before i got it in gear
and i worked that degree
it was like the gardena eden
turned hazard in weeks
but that wasn’t for me
cause i dared to be different
writing bars during lesson
had sway on repet-tion
but i still had the answers
cause i weren’t leaving with d’s like i’m dolly parton
i beg you pardon
only reason i ain’t done no fire in the booth
cause n-gga im a arson
i told you that i’m the truth
and a dirty b-st-rd
im taking guts for garters
and having rappers for afters
the same brothers i chill with i build with
the some brothers went school with i cool with
pop a bottle and a share the fountain of youth with
and thats true sh-t
but if i die a martyr
i know that it was written
a gemini with a grind
but i still had a pot to p-ss in
now my face is on posters like i’ve gone missing
ive gone clear
my brother i’m cold, you should grab your moncler
f-ck what they think
im the black nostradamus
i know my future is lit
i’ll be super up regardless
i know that karma’s a b-tch
well i know, nothing about her
funny i can’t stomach n-ggas
now my bowels got bigger
n-gga now i’m the sh-t
well. i was supposed to blow a whole year ago
new era bout to approach now
so here we go
another campaign
another video
another year out of uni cause it feels close
another trip out the city i don’t feel home
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chorus:

but if i die a martyr
i know that it was written
a gemini with a grind
but i still had a pot to p-ss in
now my face is on posters like i’ve gone missing
ive gone clear
my brother im cold, you should grab your moncler

verse 2:

i used to be jealous of jermaine
thats wretch 32 by the way
he was on stage
big ar chain swinging
thinking about when i’m gonna get it
thinking about whether mark or baffs gonna bring me
shotgun in the crossfire
its ironic he took me out the crossfire
so we gotta stay connected man its not just bars
not just love
all this at 21
got them looking like the hunch back of notre dame
those times my sis was looking for a kidney
when my mum thought she weren’t gonna make it
heard her praying in a room nearly turned jehovah’s witness
that will drive any mother crazy
back when yellows was tinch
so thats way before chip turned chip
i was silent in the room
no one knew i could spit
i was playing ball surrounded by all of my fake friends
its funny now they all want to kick it again
now its 2014 and its my time to get it
trying to break for a minute
took a break for a minute
came back to the game
ain’t sh-t change
just a few new faces in it
my excuse why i’m binging
thats due to my thinking
not a clue for these women
but
they show love for the first few months
and bread you like everyone does
but you ain’t seen no crumbs no bread in them months
i was living life with conor we was out in them clubs
but at the end of night he’s the one getting papped
reality check i never made it
if it was a reality cheque i couldn’t pay it
thats why i took out my blank canvas and start painting
i seen a brother i called brother just turn pagan
but i ain’t got the beat on to speak on that
i’ll rather speak on and tweak on then speak on facts
im, where they throw caps like i’m graduating
but to bad i wasn’t there
in a black house your deemed a failure
with no diploma
im going against the quoter
im going pete tosh
before i’m pete tong my n-gga

- pw

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