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We're the same old race, don't know about pickin' our places
Hungry tryna find where steak is
Bro's tryna make it, tryna knock down doors, no bailiff
I'm Iniesta in '08, tryna find out where the space is
This beautiful game is amazing
It's a lot though and I'm changin'
I'm tryna show them through demonstration
I was near black horse road in the cold
Tryna think about where man's headin'
Best advice was stick your neck in
Can't control this game like reffin'
Chat to the bros like no more stressin'
And the Lords gonna show you blessings
Food to the door, rice and peas with the jerks, it's too impressive
I know about wrestlin'
I'm stone cold how I stunt these youths
I'm in the booth and I come with troops
I'm in Peckham doin' up stu'
Look at what Scruz can do
Yeah, the beats too mental, flows not gentle
Don't want GRM daily, doin' up rental
Wanna chat about growth and credentials
Them man are scared of innovation
So I must be the monster under their beds
Goin' at your neck, that's why I got turn heads
Silly informers, fam, you're all—
Fed up now, that's all dead
I was at Balamii eatin' a chocolate spread
Making hits and selling out shows is the best of both
Let me earn that bread
I flow on the rhythm, yes, them man know
Peep the beat froze, I'm skeng, I'm cold
I can't see the time when them man blow
No bodies of work doing ten man's show
Beats collab with them man
So fly, I never land like I went, damn
Fans in Holland and you wanna send fam
Double Dutch, I jump over your dead plan
Heavy weight bro, where's the weight in
I can hear smack talk, this ain't a weigh in
Workin' smart is key, that's a way in
Open doors, I be elevatin'
Foot off the ground, I be levatatin'
Brand new flows, MC's knows I'm makin'
Wanna get cake in the game, man's bakin'
Soon come fire in the booth, man's blazin'
When I'm on the rhythm MC's backtrack
Thats facts, they can never clap back, no cap
In fact, I was in the black cab, strap raps
Not lax, when i wanna write tracks, no lack
Stamina, run laps on tracks
Like match attacks, I got the stats intact
I'm back to back, they can't relax, like dax
Been puttin' my name on the map
Don't know about pickin' our places
Hungry tryna find where steak is
Bro's tryna make it, tryna knock down doors, no bailiff
I'm Iniesta in '08, tryna find out where the space is
This beautiful game is amazing
It's a lot though and I'm changin'
I'm tryna show them through demonstration
I was near black horse road in the cold
Tryna think about where man's headin'
Best advice was stick your neck in
Can't control this game like reffin'
Chat to the bros like no more stressin'
And the Lords gonna show you blessings
Food to the door, rice and peas with the jerks, it's too impressive
Lively, Lively, Lively, yes
Written by: ​namesbliss
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