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letra de the end - skepta

[intro]
oi hold tight my fans, yeah (large up)
sorry i took long but
you know how it is (go on then)
i don’t care what no one says (skepta)

[bridge 1]
i’m a legend, a legend
when i say imitates flirta d
boy better know i’m a [?]
when he sees skepta just back to your master
has he got a gun? no, no
have i got one? yeah
and when i draw for the imitates flirta d
only thing you’ll hear is boushya

[verse 1]
because bare wasteman wanna diss my tune
same wasteman wanna spit on my tune
wasteman bars can’t fit on my tune
try hard, still sound sh-t on my tune
and producers, they wanna bootleg my tune
clash me and then end up dead on my tune
just a little reminder of my tune
there was gunshots at sidewinder for my tune
i wanna make ps like diddy
so don’t come around acting silly
because when you see me draw for the 9 mili
i’ll make 2face say “ho my diddy”
you’ll get smoked like philly
think that you’re big but you’re just a little w-lly
i love magazines like chantelle fiddy
jookie mundo’s got t-tties

[bridge 2]
jookie’s a batty
why chat about man’s b-lls and batty?
boy better know i will draw for the gatty
run out your mouth like a saltfish patty
jookie’s a f-ssy
and he’s a batty
why chat about man’s b-lls and batty?
boy better know i will draw for the gatty
run out your mouth like a saltfish patty

[verse 2]
jookie mundo
keep dissing me [?], you and javan
really and truly, that was the whole plan
knew if i diss one man, i would get your whole crew
saying my name while i finish my album
now i owe you one
because that’s a third of my advertising’s done
but i heard couple man dissing my mum
so god forgive me if i buss my gun
(i’m like) god forgive me if i buss my nine
god forgive me if i buss my nine
i don’t wanna get locked up like shyne
but you dissed my mum so you crossed my (line)
i’m like, god forgive me if i buss my nine
god forgive me if i buss my nine
i don’t wanna get locked up like shyne
but you dissed my mum so you crossed my line

[verse 3]
my name’s j, i just wanna make money
bare wasteman think life is sweet like honey
i don’t scram, star
i just pull out the mash and put it to your tummy
your girlfriend’s flirting, carry on merking
till you see fast shadows
in a [?], one dub eats man
put the mash to your ribs and damage javan
it’s skepta, i got the picky afro
told you before, boy better know
van damage ain’t got one good flow
you try too hard but no, no
you look like a h0m-
you’re the sh-ttest mc in slk
and if i was flirta i would imitates flirta d
i would kick you outta

[verse 4]
i can’t believe what i’m hearing
who does sniper think that he’s scaring?
you can have biceps
eight packs and triceps but you got a g-y nose piercing
kung fu style, private caller, which one’s worse?
your video looks like the advert from fitness first
even though you take steroids, you will get munched
i don’t mean on the mic
shower man down on an r1 bike
draw for the mash and start acting wild
and see if you still wanna do kung fu style
batty man can’t follow me
i know bomani’s dealing with sodomy
blud, i’ll put a slug in your clothes
don’t come around here with a stud in your nose

[verse 5]
jookie mundo can’t bring it to joe
jookie mundo ain’t got no dough
jookie mundo don’t earn no wages
jookie mundo’s been ready to flow for ages
since deja 92.3
you wanna like the same girls as me
so when i see your girlfriend, i’ma say “let’s talk about s-x baby”
shut your mouth about “up in the air”
firing straight not up in the air
send double-05 up in the air
jookie mundo, up in the air
the whole of east go up in the air
taliban, who is he? why is he here?
tinchy, put the mash and he’s left there
them man don’t wanna clash when i’m here
i got a ting in my boot like stryder
draw for the mash and aim it at ryder
don’t ask why i’m slewing this chief
because everybody knows i slew [?]
but here’s his family
so is knuckles, so is angry
so shh, d-ckhead
before i draw for the stanley

[verse 6]
draw for the tool (go on then, go on then)
think i’m a fool? (go on then, go on then)
draw for the mash (go on then, go on then)
still wanna clash? (go on then)
because i got bare man with me (go on then)
skengman with me (go on then)
showerman with me (go on then)
real wickedman with me (go on then, go on then, go on then)

[outro]
i’ll see you man in a rave

- skepta

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