Scenes

I'm running through these numbers like an analyst My life's a horror movie, I'm the protagonist Scene one: I'm in the wok eating sandwiches Scene two: I've been marooned with no cannabis Scene three: I'm in the dinger with my savages You ain't cut from this cloth, you're unravellin' I got them all tappin' out, about tap in Say the word, I spill your blood on the tapestry When we go out to eat, that's a rack or three I rap but my bro sell crack or B Fourth scene: I was back in my trap on-sea I'm back in my bando, but I cannot sleep And when I looked in the mirror, I lost all my teeth I got these marks on my arms, shit, I'm bang on B Fifth scene: I'm the shotter and you owe me Ps Frankie's just come back and he won't be pleased My runner tried do the race, I broke both his knees Sixth scene: I'm like Split and you just woke the beast You couldn't touch me, even if you overreach In my Nike tech, looking for some dough to fleece Ain't no one with a colder speech Scene seven: I'm back out here with a loaded heat Tryna kidnap suttin', someone hold his feet If I have to leave him here, they're gonna close the street Scene eight: I'm at your crib like American Psycho Chase him in the kitchen, spill blood on the lino I see bro -, so I thought it was my go No Burna boy, I'm just spilling his Shayo Scene nine: could've been number one to me I'm escapin' that place, look what you done to me Big kitchen like Chuckie, no dungarees My girl's got a monster in her bed, it ain't underneath Scene ten: I'm possessed, 'cause I used to be poor So, every day, suttin' picked me up off of the floor Either I want it for less, or I want a bit more I see dead people, it's a little obscure Either I'm Venom or Carnage, 'cause I'm constantly torn Frankie's got new shoes and it wants to be worn My lifestyle's insidious, it left me deformed Fuck prison reform, I 'on't wanna conform I know ten toes down, I know weather the storm I know soakin' man down, but you wish it was corn With my two hands make him wish he never was born Or like Ned Stark, I'll make you feel the edge of my sword I'm pressing record, you're already dead in my thoughts They gon' find you with their dogs on some leisurely walks What I'm bringing to the table it can never be bought Even though I know I'm rich 'til I'm 74 Closin' scene: I'm dressed in all black but they notice me Stake him in his heart like Constantine Then I went and had a chat with a conscious fiend He said, "You're still trapped subconsciously" Selling all this Charlie, they wan' Bronson me My life's a horror movie, it's a constant scene And it's coming like Scream and the protagonist is usually the killer in the end Scene one: I'm in the wok eating sandwiches Scene two: I've been marooned with no cannabis Scene three: I'm in a dinger with my savages Fourth scene: I was back in my trap on-sea Fifth scene: I'm the shotter and you owe me p's Sixth scene: I'm like split and you just woke the beast Scene seven: I'm back out here with a loaded heat Scene eight: I'm at your crib like American Psycho Scene nine: should've been number one to me Scene ten: I'm possessed because I used to be poor Closin' scene: I'm dressed in all black but they notice me I stake him in his heart like Constantine Then I went and had a chat with a conscious fiend He said, "You're still trapped subconsciously"