[00:00.000] 作词 : B. Ayemere/T.S. De Cordova
[00:01.000] 作曲 : B. Ayemere/T.S. De Cordova
[00:05.84]Mokuba
[00:13.57]Mokuba Lives Beats
[00:18.18]Been missing, I ain't feeling it
[00:19.85]Bro told me hit the bando and keep killing it
[00:21.80]They took my bros, **** the judge, **** the silly CIDs
[00:24.22]I hit the corner shop, two Zanco's, sim and chip
[00:26.53]When I hit the lick, I get thoughts of the dead
[00:28.55]Same time bro-bro sauced up a neck
[00:30.87]I probably gotta get my mind sorted a second
[00:33.17]But Ash need me, keeps calling again
[00:35.62]Suttin' got candid, that's where the cliff hangs
[00:37.88]The weekend pops, ain't talking no wristband
[00:40.15]I could've text her and done me a quick two
[00:42.37]Them *****s so prang, they're slapping they **** bands
[00:44.74]And Johnny text back, he told me my **** bangs
[00:47.00]But I already know, I ain't gonna reply back
[00:49.31]My pack half brown, half white, it's a ice frap
[00:51.63]I really put work in the floor in the high flats
[00:54.01]I should've never forced myself on the fast train
[00:56.33]But we was fifteen with raps of the class A
[00:58.59]And now they're gonna lie for the ******s on IG
[01:00.95]They gave bro life and that's why my heart ache
[01:03.23]Cah I was in class assaulting my classmates
[01:05.49]And then my ***** lied, I got issues with my trust
[01:07.87]So me, M's hit the tizzy on spring break
[01:10.18]I ain't even 20, my *****, I fling grub
[01:12.72]**** fist fights, you touch me, I swing this
[01:14.68]Civils can't help him, watching him sinkin'
[01:17.04]I'm probably with K36 or Jim Jibz
[01:19.23]Cah I don't know what you other *****s are thinkin'
[01:21.62]And you ain't got five in your junker drinkin'
[01:23.91]Do it like Mike or Myth when I swing this
[01:26.31]And suttin' ain't right, but I couldn't be right
[01:28.45]Cah suttin' got diced, a **** just limping
[01:30.98]My sim jam packed, I got fiends in the doorway
[01:33.31]I tell 'em double that like I leaned on pure ye
[01:35.65]He choking out, he can't breath, this the powers
[01:37.86]He been at it for hours like he's battling a court case
[01:40.24]Catting for the sorbet
[01:41.50]Bro said I'm a rapper, I still fling it twenty-fours
[01:43.62]Summertime, I'm comfortable, it's cling up in my drawers
[01:45.84]Foot chase by the constable, they're filling up my ward
[01:48.12]But I still raise my hand like I'm winning an award
[01:50.39]I ain't sinkin', I got packin', everything in fashion
[01:52.76]Gold my block for dutty and stiff chapping
[01:55.13]He ain't on I, I know that it's just chatting
[01:57.68]But either way I pattern the pattern, it get managed
[01:59.90]Either way I pattern the pattern, it gets sorted
[02:02.23]I mixed the pack with magi', I just bought it
[02:04.57]We could've gone clear or clear the whole mortgage
[02:06.79]But when they took T-Sav back, it all halted
[02:09.14]Tell me what you need, we got sorts in a dozen
[02:11.55]I'm sorting out my man, then sorting his cousin
[02:13.76]The hood ****ed, I could've been at war with my cousin
[02:15.78]Then bro got life cah he tore up a suttin'
[02:18.28]I'm painting you my story like I'm Dave or I'm Rapman
[02:20.59]We make bands then the askaar 'nap gang
[02:23.02]****ed up the mots', the DVLA banned man
[02:25.30]I need a mo' stack like Skamz and Clan Clan
[02:27.82]My man ah bang, who you shaved up badman?
[02:29.91]My ***** Rella pull up on dingers with live smoke
[02:32.09]I got 'ed like Sheeran and Dave like Santan
[02:34.40]So when I step foot in the mountains, it's no joke
[02:36.81]I used to break weed 'til cuzzy the cook-cook
[02:38.98]So I been on the mots', I don't know when I'm back home
[02:41.22]My mummy begs me stop switching up my phone
[02:43.57]Cah she can't get through, she panics and call bro
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