Gangsters

Like, like new wave
I've been up now for a few days
Working on a new craft mixed in a few ways
Old style, new days, hype brings new craze
Straight leave u blazed
Your brain don't know what to think, what u saying?
The moonshine's dutty, I come with that rude taste
With the big band backing i'll crack up a yout's face
Who's testing you with what weapons?
Mine's coded soul with truth sections
Bring death in, quote of new perceptions, Sage, I am the truth legend
I step on stage: best be ready
I bring a force to send most MCs to beddy byes
Don't stand a chance deep on the riddem
I'll leave them lying to sleep with the fishes

Let's pass it round
Bring the heat up
Swing is the sound
You can't be keeping it to yourself
Cos we're here for the crowd
Always forgetting every lesson, move this thing underground
We won't be stopping till we're topping, no one pushing us down
Entertainment on drip, booze on our lips
It doesn't matter what the man says, this is our bliss, ya wish
That everything you spits as timely as this
Cos when they told us we couldn't, we gathered people and did
They try oppressing us
But we ain't ever stressed enough
We're changing our location, run the nation while they're stretching up
They've lost, and we are certain they know
Cause every hour while they're hatin' crowds are rating our show
Turning the time round, back on its side now
Never stopping with the boozy tunes, never tire out
Keep this liquor flowing cos we don't give a fuck how
They try to stop our voices cause they're hearing our sound now



Credits
Writer(s): Siobhan Mccluskey, Michael Daniel Rack, Ben Sage, Michael Broaders, James Billinge, James Howell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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