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Troy Bowerbank
Troy Bowerbank
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Oi who's that? (It's that Don.) Who Troy Banxz? (You're not wrong) Banxz Troy Banxz I'll wait for a second till it's in your head On this tune let's bun all the humility I want you to hear it till you're sick of me When I was an angel you were not amused No loyalty so royalties I had to choose Now you claim to know me since I made a tune? Where were you when I was grinding in my room? Sex? Lol what's that Abs and pecs? Lol what's that Bare gyal up inna my DM's and on text? Lol what's that If anybody's asking, A brother was on fasting, Trying to make a legacy that would be everlasting Been grafting But no one had heard about me RIAA, BPI now I am certified see Every bar I lay on this track's Gold like it's alchemy Since I ghost and then come back standing on your balcony Banxz Oi who's that? (It's that Don.) Who Troy Banxz? (You're not wrong) (OK) Ok, tell 'em again my friend so I can stand the test of time (All night) And day. Just like my dad I blend great tunes and over them I rhyme (The Sun) Oh rah, see what I did again I'm shining like a superstar (Oi who's that) yes rusta, stay until the act ends, verse 2 and then a new saga So send your brothers this new beat Girls, hum it while getting dressed and going out to eat Gs, blare it in the street Squares, tap with your two feet Curators, share the tune with everyone you meet Haters can take a seat Until they see the light Melanin, dark skin And with a future bright No stopping him in sight Put the rhymes on my CV I write urban Art like graffiti I had to wait backstage, just like Erik at that show (Yeah) God-fearing to my grave, just so all the sceptics know (yeah) When music is at place, I may write a song or rap (Banxz) Then I come and show-face, and the people ask "who's that?" (Oi who's that) Who's that creeping in the dark Who's the man behind the mask They said we couldn't make it big And Now we're topping all the charts On this tune I have no shame, Was humble and got not fame, But now the Prince is in the game Like Rumplestiltskin say my name
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