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Never been a one for a verbal I ain't really into the talkin', let's go get 'em (Where they at?) Taught that boy a lesson cocked that back and pressed it That's another point Scoreboard needs a mending Made man shake like Nesquik He didn't pack, trust that was the intention Them man pups, we veterans, standard Tired up all these liars And all these guys Thinking that they're on violence Ask them who have they wapped? Who have they splashed? Everyone goes quiet You can ask Gold Line cabs if the gang done mileage Bossman saw that knifin' Now we just pull up on violence No Viagra but I just keep on risin' (Bubush) If I sight that punk he's tired Won't stop 'till I close them eyelids Let me get up, close and personal Trust me I won't stop firin' Empty the clip then load it up Then empty the clip again and again We squeeze first and bang on them More time it's them that need to revenge (They know) No one on, I'll need to attend Ever take an L, I'll go and admit It Bro took an L, went round there next day, hospital got a new victim (Facts) Let's go fishing, let's go drilling One wap in the car, me who's gripping Need more hands to count my chingings And most of them were attempted killings (Splash) Savage known for the double tappin' Cappin', that's what they do when they're rappin' Active, CV's far from average Splash him, whole of my blade, no fraction Madness made man drip like fashion Passion, that's what I do when I'm bangin' Action, lot of them words I'm crashin' Catch him put him on an Evening Standard "Who's that yute? Hey spin that around" I'mma drill that punk again and again (Spin that) Saw it was opps could be an opp, if not, at least they're a friend of a friend Give man all of my bine and all of my knife Can't say we ain't generous men We Squeeze First, ask questions later Why do you think they call us SF Jump in the ride, it's live, can't say that we ain't outside, if I said it I meant it He got drilled, story got remixed Next time I won't stop gleeing Who don't hear might feel it, love that feeling Put him on a paper so everyone can read It Real-life demon, give me a reason and go there again and repeat it (On my life) That's normal, done that boy so awful He got shaved [?]'s mother thought he was immortal Opps get got, that's plural Hit him with the stick like pool balls We ain't been loosin' them man lyin' Before it was amusing now I'm just tired Come on we don't do bootings If it's just music how come police are intrusive, stupid Check the gun crime in Newham Everyone knows we do this (Bubush) Opps and police included Broad day booting's left them clueless They shot at my friend, I shot one of them That's what's called justice Must be high If you thought that there weren't going to be repercussions Everyone knows who done It Don't ask me, best ask them Made him drip like FARFETCH We flag blue, left him red Like blue and red, like Clark Kent If I'm outside and they're outside How come them man ain't dead Common sense, someone's lying it ain't us, must be them (Gaza)

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