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letra de fire in the streets - shaker the baker

[verse]
you probably think i ain’t the one to listen to
cause all i ever talk about is flipping food
it’s true but sometimes you gotta think it through
i rap about it cause it’s the only thing i do
would you rather me lie when i give you the bars?
i spend half of my life just sitting in cars
weighing dinners by eye cah the jiggas are far
i’d be lying if i told you i was living it large
i just made a bit of money and i made my connect some
put the profit to the side when the z’s done
i got the raw one and the pressed one
cruising round the city, still screaming “free s1”
old money, call it o.g.’s
like a gale force wind, i blow trees
i see mulla with my co-d’s
i ain’t got a pea shooter but i blow p’s
snow went slow so i built up a punk line
building up my credit cause i get it on consign
working in the rain, still better than sunshine
feds on patrol cah it’s peak for the gun crime
people getting k!lled, it’s like wrong place wrong time
he never hurt a soul but he was standing on front line
they hopped out the whip and started stabbing him dumb times
even these little d-ckheads can be savages sometimes
being on the road can be hazardous
i don’t never overlook these funny looking characters
middle of the war zone, forty-four calibres
my connect keeps sending me them care packages
me, i’m from a place full of savages
where you die before you live like miscarriages
you gon’ keep taking risks and end up getting nicked
that’s the motherf-cking law of averages
that’s how i live, don’t you know how the game goes
how the love goes quicker than the caine goes
how you go from eating out the same bowl
to tryna l!ck a man’s head off on the main road
he was never your bro, on some real sh-t
and you was n0body’s bro cause you selfish
wanna roll with me though cause i sell bricks
i could go to the ocean and sell fish
employee of the month in the trap spot
got the ammi in the drought, hit the jackpot
i got the weed man saying “oh yeah”
fam i had the same ammi for a whole year
now the ring really bling when the lights shine
got a couple big tings in the pipeline
got the crow but that’s only a side grind
got the o’s for the low and i buy shine
you’re a sideman standing on the sideline
me i’m on the front line, tenner for a white line
and my right ha nd loc gotta ride time
only paper that he seeing is the inside times
stuck in jail, feeling like life’s sh-t
couple man got twelves, they gon’ do like six
yeah my life’s weird, still having nightmares
feds slapping cuffs on my wrists like i’m nicked
other time, gun to my head like i’m pitched
need a lung full of meds cah my mind’s sick
i been scheming and dreaming that i’m rich
squeeze man to get the hood out like the heimlich
manoeuvre, do ya like i never knew ya
i don’t turn the soft into stone like medusa
i just make the food disappear like bermuda
gave man a henry, he turned into a hoover
what you know about that, how you ever doubt shak?
allow crack, i’m making more money off of loud packs
i was low and then i bounced back
now they wanna cl!ck it on me like a mouse mat
how about that? i just smile darg
let ’em hate, we get this money in a pile darg
i ain’t watching anyone, it ain’t my style darg

- shaker the baker

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