Farrda
yo, this is more than a game
bare man dere out forging my name
more of the same to get a portion of fame
i claim i'm a lyrically bore them again and again
don't ever try walk in my lane
foresight don, who's scorin' again?
seen ya gyal yeah she was callin' my name
i'm that chain gang don that be courtin' ya dames
no don't mek a guy draw for the chain
sekkle you don't wanna buy 4 to the brain
so say i'm a spray more than ya team
so get mean i'm a split ya porcelain frame
get ya shit poured in a drain
the more that i take blood's the more that i gain
so if a guy ever try causing us pain
blood a spill till a guys got no more in his vein
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get parred
coz man are straight heat with a flow like lava
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get scarred
'car, you dun know the track a get bless like 'faaaarrrdah'
i'm suttin like a marksman, i got an eye for the target
and my aim is to strike it the hardest
with one plan, to leave my mark on the game then
disappear like i was that guy from the tardis
but til then i'm coming raw with the spit
til the floors getting hit with the force of a sith
mans sick when i'm up on the mix
i drop shit to lick off your head like you took a draw off a spliff
when i hype up a jam, its like sleight of hand
i light up the ciph, grab the grands and scram
head back to the big smoke, to scribble more notes in the pad
then lounge and kick back with my fam
and i gotta be blowin' up, my yout's growin' up
yeah i'm stacking a buff p, but no its not enough
i'm on the grind every night in the twilight
working on tracks with my eyes locked right on the high life
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get parred
coz man are straight heat with a flow like lava
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get scarred
'car, you dun know the track a get bless like 'faaaarrrdah'
bare man dere out forging my name
more of the same to get a portion of fame
i claim i'm a lyrically bore them again and again
don't ever try walk in my lane
foresight don, who's scorin' again?
seen ya gyal yeah she was callin' my name
i'm that chain gang don that be courtin' ya dames
no don't mek a guy draw for the chain
sekkle you don't wanna buy 4 to the brain
so say i'm a spray more than ya team
so get mean i'm a split ya porcelain frame
get ya shit poured in a drain
the more that i take blood's the more that i gain
so if a guy ever try causing us pain
blood a spill till a guys got no more in his vein
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get parred
coz man are straight heat with a flow like lava
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get scarred
'car, you dun know the track a get bless like 'faaaarrrdah'
i'm suttin like a marksman, i got an eye for the target
and my aim is to strike it the hardest
with one plan, to leave my mark on the game then
disappear like i was that guy from the tardis
but til then i'm coming raw with the spit
til the floors getting hit with the force of a sith
mans sick when i'm up on the mix
i drop shit to lick off your head like you took a draw off a spliff
when i hype up a jam, its like sleight of hand
i light up the ciph, grab the grands and scram
head back to the big smoke, to scribble more notes in the pad
then lounge and kick back with my fam
and i gotta be blowin' up, my yout's growin' up
yeah i'm stacking a buff p, but no its not enough
i'm on the grind every night in the twilight
working on tracks with my eyes locked right on the high life
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get parred
coz man are straight heat with a flow like lava
you get bruk if you flex on a marga
we're heavyweight star, put a dent in your armour
we could go bar for bar you get scarred
'car, you dun know the track a get bless like 'faaaarrrdah'
Credits
Writer(s): Ebow Graham, Martijn Van Sonderen, Thijs De Vlieger, Nik Roos, Pavan Anil Mukhi
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