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letra de grime-a-side 2016 quarter final: birmingham vs. derby - red bull music

first half

[intro: lox]
snez

[verse 1: lox]
real young boss
bruddah i’m hungry, so please don’t floss
if i want that, you’ll get your chain ripped off
what mandem about taking the loss?
six man [?]
real gs will your real g’s look soft
bring brehdrin, bet your brehdrin get boxed
skeng my letter might know it’s lox
will skeng my letter, man know who it is
young age, man can’t fault with the kid
told you it’s real, then he told you a fib
i’m lox, not bugzy, but i can turn devil
real [?] hard head like a kettle
creep up and i’ll push [?] metal
[?] skin, no dettol
ygs make a man quit, no nettle

[verse 2: deadly]
this sh-t will get shot down, when i come around
blud it’ll be raining headshots
i’ll put the derby man in a headlock
blud, i dare you to say my name
i know gyal that’ll make more than your bedrock
in a second, your [?], you’ll get your neck popped
make you look more than messed up
i dare you to say my name
i dare you to say my name in your verse
i will make sure your name’s in flowers
behind a window in the rear of the he-rs-
don’t fear death ’cause you won’t be fearing the worst
don’t try send on the sly
i hear everything like i’ve got my ears to the earth
make a man send for the bible
lucky he ain’t been a christian from birth

[verse 3: dubzy]
i used to trap trap in the bando, ’cause i don’t wanna look all normal
my n-gg-s got the brap brap and they can blow, having man looking all awful
pair a gyal backstage in the last show, phone up [?], they awful
f-ck your ends, i been out here with no dough
and now [?] another bag, it’s normal
who am i tryna fool with this flow?
when i got ten flows in my chest
no dvla, i put a man to the test
derbs inside, birmingham ain’t the best
walk and spray what i like [?]
new bug, n-body shouting like prez
no one before me had my address
vip wristband, brum man are guests

[verse 4: mayhem]
f-ck that, draw for the splasha’
man ah got pain my heart, [?]
revolver ting, no safety, catch ya
you can run but the bodies will splatter
[?] my ting more time with the [?]
them man are gas, so i guess you’re a g-sser
collide it and splatter
with a knife, diggy-diggy-dagger
old school like [?]

dont move, blast ya

leave your mum to deal with the matter

[verse 5: eyez]
gyal i’m bashing ’em, then i’m dashing ’em
couldn’t give a f-ck if it’s kim kardashian
got two bank accounts, they got cash in ’em
i ain’t got a whip ’cause i keep on crashing ’em
you ain’t got weed, it’s peak, you’re rationing
might knock out your gold teeth and cash ’em in
it’s your hand that your mandem are ashin’ in
us man are real mayhem, we’re splashin’ ’em
think that derby’s country?
don’t get comfy, yutes will wrap you
in my ends, there’s no signal
you can’t call the feds, feds can’t back you
man think it’s cheese and farms
you’ll see wagwan
if you come [?]
few white dons in tracksuits
asian boys, europeans and black yutes

[verse 6: jaykae]
’cause i was the best man when d2 got married
a pallbearer when depz got carried
and right now i’m in red bull like a savage
and murking these little pr-cks
dubzy, you need to clean up your lips
lox, your snapbacks are sh-t
and why didn’t i put eyez in invasion? ’cause he is the b-tch
and no, you don’t diss like me, used to diss my g
you can holler me fam if you need anything
know how it goes ’cause i been in the wing
[?]
had it on lock, before i got locked
nearly at the top, yeah i’ve been at the brink
these lot-
tell ’em go back home, [?]

second half

[verse 7: lox]
it’s that darg
already told my man i chat hard
already told my man i clap stars
and i already told my man i snap [?]
yeah, already told you it’s [?] with a crown
dare anybody try testing me now
m-o-b, b-tches love [?]
m-o-e, money [?]
ygs rise up the ting for me now
quick ting, body victim, [?]

i’m involved, them n-gg-s standing around
[?] big smile to a frown
run up to a n-gg-, like [?]
like i dare any n-gg- try testing me [?]
dare any n-gg- try testing us now

[verse 8: deadly]
in a clash, you would last a round, one verse
i strung [?] better go down one first
a new level of mic man [?] p-ssy
run, go sound the alert
be against me and you will get found in the dirt
after getting shows for the [?] in he-rs-
man are about to get buried like i’m a pallbearer carrying bodies out of the church
need help p-ssyhole, how could you skirt?
helping a b-tch get out of the skirt
my levels are high, i swear if you was close by
you could look down on the earth
i’ll lap man, lucky [?]
rinse man like he was the sound of the sir
i slept for a minute, these man did nuttin innit
so f-ck that, now’s the return

[verse 9: dubzy]
black boys don’t wanna see me do well
white boys complain i ain’t on telly
black girls wanna see my d-ck just swell
white girls want young dubz in their belly
birmingham man can’t believe how smart i am ’cause i came from a broken home
me and [?]
now i got magazines ringing my phone
real talk boy, i will roll to your zone
no whip, no blade, on my own, [?]
them man there never wore [?] hats
don’t try copy us, leave us alone
did a lot of [?]

man see me and my n-gg-s on sb, they’re like name mcs better than those

[verse 10: mayhem]
… suck your mum again
n-body cares about derby men
01332, forget them
murder them
artists
it’s mad, new one
yo
yo my don
got a couple of lines, we can go my don
straps in hand, [?]
it’s a birmingham ting postcode my don
splash cham cham don
you and your boys’ll be holding one
got a new ting, can’t show this one
younger but i feel like the oldest one

[verse 11: eyez]
if them man ride, and my brehdren died
i wouldn’t let that slide, somebody gonna dead up
true say i’m fed up, might punch a fed up
never hit a man on the floor, i k!ll ’em dead up
and none of my fam are boxers
but my fam fought man in boxers
i got 72 cents, two boxes
gyal wanna strip eyez to his boxers like
i don’t wanna move to your wifey, [?]
i might f-ck your fiancée
if i ever go to america tell jay-z, you better lock up beyoncé
i was on block with [?], dropping them bars
i’ll bruck up the dance
so if i ever go to america, tell meek mills to lock up the yard

[verse 12: jaykae]
and it goes like
which other grime mc at 16 had a shotgun with two rottweilers?
pull up on your block like “who wants violence?”
yeah, you wanna try us? nah
come to the rave, [?]
come to the [?]
can’t get away from the blue cop sirens
big man ting, well you lot are minors
recognise
step aside, cuh we only deal with the heavy vibes
is that your girl? i might make it whine
i’m a big man, i just turned 25
energize, oh yeah blud i got the derby man petrified
violate me, i won’t let it slide
anyone going through is getting rectified
and it’s real like that

[outro: lox & jaykae]
who’s next?
who’s next?
yo yo listen listen, snez
yeah, yeah, yeah

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