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Fabiano Montesano
Fabiano Montesano
Songwriter
Camillo Prikoszovich
Camillo Prikoszovich
Songwriter
John Paul Horsley
John Paul Horsley
Songwriter
Michael Claudius Brown
Michael Claudius Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sensus Beats
Sensus Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Aha, yeah Randy's tha boss Rocky tha Ruler Famoe The Germany and the UK Link up You Know what's gonna happen in it Murder, Murder We goin' back to the top Time to set-up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop Back to the top Time to set up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop Lyrical misfit Spit sick shit Stick this in your whip Then skip it to my bit Shit Straight out the brix Bits south of the water Big Bro and Famoe yo The new world order Nothing like not on your daughter Nothing short of complete slaughter Rocks a quarter the rock of Gibraltar Spit scorchers That will spin thoughts round like flying saucers Even warriors Fuck all these small talkers I'm Slick Rick'n Slip the tip in your bitch kitten Let the plot thicken Tried to warn you but you did not listen Now I've got to reinforce my swag Ask me if I still got it Bitch of course I have SW9 millie My mind illy Tell me you down to ride really Through my city It's quite gritty Told you before now I'm a tell you again Big bro new flow that's the creme de la creme Yeah We goin' back to the top Time to set-up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop Back to the top Time to set up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop I'm from Brixton Famalam Chicks and a bag of man Bang bang I just get the dough fast Ramadan I just beat it up, baby Summer slam You understand SOS, Son of Sam I don't take it serious I'm here having bear fun Got them Rappers furious Cause they're back at square one Swear son I'm still on the road Had a fair run 21 shots Bap, bap, bap Airguns The same scum You left in the slums back again Runnin' his gums rappin' And stacking racks, what's happening 2nd to none I'll never be done cashing in Flashing in fly fashion People ask what I'm brandishing Dad was a road man Now I'm walking in his shoes Never loved hoes Bitches always got issues See me on my ones But I'm walking with pistols Tell them all come My gun busstin' off missals We goin' back to the top Time to set-up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop Back to the top Time to set up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop Y'all hear me rhyming Rapping and grinding Get rich or die trying I'm smiling Writing to fighting and rising Haters denying Stop lying While I'm flying with jet-lags On timing I'm Ghostwriting and organizing To let another one shining It's getting exciting My bars are satisfying And clarifiyng Like Rob De Niro You better hiding And doubt to fighting Fear me im terrifying Cuz I exemplifying How to combining some flows And y'all notifying A Head banging The way I'm designing words Are electrifying If you don't know me Start to Identifying This is Famoe Rapping Rambo Boxing Klitschko With a Tempo As quick as a shadow But in Slow-mo I'm getting tired in the studio That's why I switch mode This one as a Trio My status quo Is tick, tack, toe Time to let it go To let it blow Cuz I said so We goin' back to the top Time to set-up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop Back to the top Time to set up J-Rock and Randy My plug to blow up We catched up Straight up In the booth looked up To build up a masterpiece And we don't stop
Writer(s): Afshin Salmani, Joshua Kissiah Cumbee, Jp Cooper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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