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[Verse 1]
Free up my people
Check me out
Listen, um, yeah
[Verse 2]
You got a problem, then address that
Type Skrapz in your sat nav, and come to where the best at
Furthermore, you better left that
If you type Skrapz in your sat nav, you end up in a death trap
I'm in the trap, not the bando
And the electric just cut, good thing we got candles
Every time I leave out my yard, I take gambles
I have to, always on the go, I'm not statue
Lookin' at my shoes, they got F's all over them
One wrong move, I'll go jail all over again
On the other hand, I might stick around
And bring the dark clouds out, and come rain all over your men
Man are sayin' that my flow's off the chain
I'll be sayin' that they better start payin' when I'm droppin' my shit
Quick message to the DJs on the radio
I wanna hear my shit playin' when I hop in my whip
Yo, the demons tellin' me to keep coppin' them bricks
And the angels tellin' me to keep droppin' them hits
Got me caught up in the midst, sellin' dope in the trap
But I'm dope and I rap, it's kinda hard bein' Skrapz
Yo, It's kinda hard been me, born in 1986, and now it's 2015
I'm tryin' to live the same dream I been havin' from a teen
And I won't stop like the traffic light's green
And I won't stop like I'm doin' high speed
Blue lights is on me, and my weapon's not clean
Basically, I'm never gonna stop, you know mean?
And anybody tryin' intervene, crime scene
Back then, **** never liked me
That's why more time I only never deal with my team
I remember when them bitches called a **** ugly
Now they all up on the kid like I turned lighty
It's madness, furthermore, it's sadness
**** keep tellin' me, "I got this," I say, "I had this"
I was just a little kid and I was active
Them times there, you was pissin' in your mattress
Them times there, I was dangerous like cactus
If I saw you with your chain on, I woulda snatched it
**** think that I'm relaxin', far from it
I'm just tryna  get a couple packs in, tryna make it happen
For everyone that used to say I'll never make it rappin'
When you see a ****, get to clappin'
Get to standin' on your feet, and salute a **** like a captain
Put the game in a clamp on a kidnap thing
**** talkin' off his mouth on some giffgaff thing
Whip it out and let it off on a riff-raff thing
Boom, I switch flows like I change clothes
I sell drugs, bang guns on the main road
I go jail and come home, that's how the game goes
And I don't ever chase hoes, I just chase dough
I could kill your favorite rapper with the sixteen
Yeah, I know, you can tell 'em that they're safe, though
You can tell him that it's calm at the moment
So they ain't got a-ring off the alarm at the moment
I just kick back and meditate
But when I'm ready, man will press the red button, let it detonate
Boom, boom
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