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Lavoye Bell
Lavoye Bell
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Based on a true story This is MY blue story Chess Not Checkers I said they used to call me Tyrant, now I'm Ty Karmz I was really raised during Ghetto vs Narm But I was a good yout' didn't see harm Mum had me on the right path reading Psalms This is Blue Story, just a different author Knew Gs from both sides, lived on the border Clothes Diadora, CS gas and a borer They know I'm the truth they can feel it in my aura New Cross boy I really grew with some gunmen LIke Coli, Killa Kam, Pro, Young Spen Naff came adventure with a fresh pair of 110s And I was like shit bro, them kicks cost 110 Them man used to come with the stacks So I was, looking up to Pro, Smuttie and Naff Grime kid but the Narm had the cruddiest rap So i was listening to PY, Butch, Nuttie and Snap Reekz and Blackz, you know I'm speaking facts Sitting SATs while the man dem were squeezing straps If you weren't rated they used to V your graff I used to see the name Giggla 'fore he even rapped Ride outs make you get these messages like parcels School days, whose name was ringing like Raskal's I'm just being honest, works are historic All I used to hear about was Rosca in college Crossways, had Gs in CTK Used to spit with 2 decks no CDJs Nuff man claim they're real but I CBA Not original like Killa Ki and BDK And I hate when, man try and talk like I ain't old school Corleone deaded bros beef with a phone call Like, I heard about who you're tryna ride on Listen that's my don, let bygones be bygones Them days, a name could protect ya No affiliation, don't step into the sector Come here on your 2 foot, leave on a stretcher Parties man were getting G checked by Affector Trust me, didn't want smoke with the Malis Touch one, them man are coming like the army Birthday girls getting gassed at their parties From the hood to the big screen like Afolabi Narm like Raver, Ghetto like Kraver Going on breakers, blacked out Lakers Had to take that line, from my bro Fazer Like it or not you gotta respect Tamer Narm yout' going school in the heart of Lewi But I heard he stayed repping black like Huey Me? I went school in the heart of Ghetto But mum loved the Narm so she used to send me Netto Somerville adventure playground, bare hood fights Diamond and Timmy used to come and rob push bikes Man dem, had to prove that they could fight And I see man from both sides going good night I used to hear stories bout Knuckles Man it was a struggle, tryna stay outta trouble Own man, no-one's younger or tiny And I gotta shout man like Skillz and Smiley No Roleys it was Technos and Aquas Heard Spen used to touch man in the foot just for banter SE14 slap on the 8 New Cross, Deptford, home of the greats Storm through the gates, New Years in Yates RIP N.E, Alex and Mase Love not fear that's why Jesus came And I pray we all see peace in Jesus' name Amen
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