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letra de storyteller part 3 - tantskii

let me start from the beginning, everything was cool
back when i was a baby and i still used to drool
all the way until my first day at high school everything was blessed and then i started acting like a fool
people always used to take the p-ss ’cause i was small
i remember the bullies, always robbing my football
started scr-pping everyday and rolling with the tool
started rapping everyday and thinking i was cool
then i started smoking high grade every single day
just trying to survive, looking for a simple way
i was chilling on road i wasn’t going out to play, couldn’t talk to my mum or my dad i’d already walked away
so i started chilling on road with all the goons, then we started hitting studio and making tunes
we needed something to rap about, we started banging out when we was hanging out ’cause the olders were g-ssing us like balloons
then we started walking down the wrong road, travelling down the wrong path, fighting over our post code
we started getting handcuffed when we was on graft
will we ever make it out the struggle?
only god knows
lately i been trying to find faith
at the same time i’m trying to find keys to a rave
i wanna be living lavish, chilling like a king in the palace and shining like a star in sp-ce
make it to the top of the hill like it’s a race
i was struggling but now i’m picking up the pace
everyday before i eat i’m always saying grace and focusing on myself i don’t watch no face
broke up with my gyal and i told her we need sp-ce
but the truth is i’m getting sick of her face, i don’t need no distraction, i’ll show you p-ssion when i touch microphone
i’m always ready for action
there’s not a lot of man that are better than me as an mc, nah, not even by half a fraction
they underestimate me until i spit a 16 then they’re looking like somebody slapped ’em
a lot of man are attention seeking these days, they’re saying anything just so they get a reaction, mad
when man start going mad, they go missing, like say it’s somebody kidnapped ’em, its mad
bare man are out on the road, i prefer to spend my time in the lab, sad
’cause i went jail for a pagan snitch i didn’t even get a chance to stab, but i’m glad
’cause i woulda’ caught a murder charge and got a bigger sentence than i already had, but it’s still driving mad, the snitch is walking round thinking he’s bad
but f-ck it, i’m back out in the world now, i’ve already daggered his girl out, i left her with a bucket, in the morning she was brushing her curls out, then i slapped my d-ck in his girl’s mouth and told he to suck it
f-ck gyal there’s money to earn now
never went to school but i’m ready to learn now
went down the wrong road but i’m ready to turn round and make my tyres burn out, travelling back up it
now i’m on the road to success, me and my team are winning i’m still sinning but there’s no need to confess
tell any mc to come test, when it comes to bars guaranteed that i’ll be winning the contest
and i’ll be winning it hands down, tell everybody put your hands up or i’ll be putting a man down
these days i never back down, even if i’m getting smacked up i’ll still give ’em the smack down
i’m fresh home, ready to attack now, so let’s go, these days i never back down, i’m mental, crazy where i’m mentally at now, writing’s essential i’m never putting my pad down
it’s like i’m living in mashtown
out on the road man get eaten even quicker than hash brown
everybody’s looking to blast now, but there’s a few man that ain’t looking to do anything daft now
k!lling it now their bellies are getting fat now, there’s…
they don’t wanna trap now, they started sh-tting it now when they’re in the trap house
they’re paying somebody to live in the crack house
it ain’t even funny, out here man are doing anything for money
man are selling b’s to a mother of 3 and thinking they’re a g but imagine if that was your mummy
imagine if a man sold drugs to your mum while you were still growing, inside of her tummy
imagine if a man sold drugs to your mum while you were still sucking on a dummy
you might have money, but all you mandem are b-mmy, one day you’ll get a bullet inside if your skully for thinking it’s funny
karma’s a b-tch, everybody’s trying to get rich but there’s a lot of ways of making legitimate money, they do it on the side so it don’t look funny to feds

- tantskii

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