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letra de backseatbars - xp burstgang

[verse: fr4nkie]
yeah
what
back to the wall but i come through swinging
f-cked in the head still bucktooth grinning
give two f-cks what a few man’s clinging
what if we all died before we start living?
hole up in different ends man’s been in or tryna run from the mind state i’m still in
can’t break down so i’m pff- man tryna ask me why i’m not chilling
family i don’t wanna chill
not till i ball like grant and phil
one more drink no yeah it won’t k!ll me wagwan next year i’m alright still
they smoking aloe blacc think it to go make cents
won’t make feeling won’t make sense
cocaine stench got my whole day tense
see-through enemies, opaque friends
don’t rate you lot don’t rate them
we don’t like outsiders
i was doing point fives out tyler’s now i’m taking the p-ss right out rhymers
don’t know x guys out [?], you can ask meaney white al-qaedas
i don’t watch face mine sound timeless
smoking loud in silence from all this time, say no more
thought you was the guy but you ain’t no more
swear last week i was phoning hypes saying ‘f-ck this, i ain’t gonna spray no more’
a man never got promised tomorrow, but i ain’t tryna live for today no more
my cuz joe went and k!lled himself, guess my man couldn’t take no more
say no more, don’t tell me about listeners
cut for the drink mine for the winters
i was in moss side with idris
eating chicken and chips on christmas
cold and rain all that, talking but you ain’t saying all that
man beg hype and fame all that but from where i‘m standing it ain’t all that
rave all black, smoking a absolute baseball bat
tribal set man they ain’t call back
don’t worry now i can’t rate all that
funny how change can change all that, guess man can’t pattern in the same format
fam i had weight on my shoulders way before man was even weighing all that, trust
i don’t wanna be famous
game’s dirty man’ve got stainless
i was in wolves, big up the chambers
don’t really care ‘bout your hood status
don’t really care if you got nice trainers
can’t flex on man that’s dangerous
nah don’t tell me about patience
back then you’da got robbed for ya’ jacobs
laters if it ain’t payment
why the f-ck would i roll with a pagan?
can’t take this for entertainment i used to sleep in a station
i don’t give two f-cks about no grime scene
oh you from the hood yeah? alright seen
burstgang family you know my team
seen dirt like i don’t know hygiene
don’t like them and they don’t like me but when i come through they’re like ‘yo my g’
xp nah i ain’t no it
shut down shibs with no id
think that you’re cold like me that’s peak
i was in ya’ bird’s mouth for a bit of beak
give two f-cks if ya’ ting’s on fleek i‘ll box you into next week, ay
mumzy asked me why i don’t smile in pics
same reason man’s lighting spliffs and all the mandem brought white in bits
try close my eyes and kip, but all man sees is violent sh-t
ice and drip but me i been thinking life ain’t sh-t
pass the buck, portion the blame
got burst went for a walk in the rain
hotel room try to call it a day did man vs. food with a quarter of flake
i woulda died that’s all i could say, had the rope going ‘round all the thoughts in my brain
swear down fam i ain’t staying here long
so when man’s gone don’t talk on my name
yeah, tryna talk through the pain with a voice in my head and he’s calling again
hold down x but it’s all in the game, tried to drop me out i never saw him the same
thinking this sh-t’s normal it ain’t
man switch up and it’s all for the fame
grew up around bicarb water and ‘caine and you still can’t talk on my name are you mad?
yeah, more time
spin a mc out his socks more time
more time them man are opps more time
gotta shout out joe wish he got more time
ay, more time
spin a mc out his socks more time
spitting on pans and pots more time and if it ain’t now it’s a lot more time

- xp burstgang

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