Yope (feat. Suedi)
Yope
Hold tight the Jack Flash
RIP
Hold tight MC LT
Hold tight Tommo C
Hold tight DJ Sumpton
Visulize
Horizon
R' House
Yope
I got skeletons
Where's the evidence
Let me roll out a full list
Looking right down with the mic now
As I fill up all of these old crypts
I've got to undertake em like kane
Rise up with that flame
Got those headstones getting carved up
Whilst I make a space for your name
Play that xylophone on your ribcage
Lord of war call me nick cage
I was fifteen with a switchblade
Looking backwards like shits changed
I don't love you
So why make it
Step back with the basics
Took cake
And I ate it
Cooked cake
Man I baked it
Yope
Checked back when I made it
Yope
Cheques stack am I paid yet
Check tracks am I basic
Or do ya nose wrinkle up like a facelift
Cuz I'm back and now and that bass sounds
Audio bliss
Got my eyes on the menu
I might
Order your bitch
Well my audio's so sick
I'm Macually all in this sitch
(Home alone)
Y'all be asking me for them photos
Fuck around taking the piss
Traded shots there on Lebara
For the plots here on Nevada
Just a small fish in my pond bro
But we
Rush round like piranha
You'll push all that drama
Don't say yo to your mama
Gotta go now it's manana
All Coco no banana
Acapulco to cabana
Getting hulked on like I'm Bana
This starboy's getting luna
Smell rosso for the Prada
Yope
Mungam flow get sick no less
No less now
The mandem smoke them raws
With chest
With chest out
You fuck around and get your best out
We dressed now
Put pressure on your
Fucking little necks now
Burn it down like it's Notre Dame
Hunchback when they hear my name
Bleach boy came thru with the pain
And Jack spit chatter but I chew raw flames
I just shifted that gromit
Me so sick that I vomit
GTA with no comet
Just cash back with
No wallet
It' a wave
It's a wave
That we bringing from hull
It's a way
It's a way
Now I'm dinging
On your door
Hmmm
What we bringing
What
Who you ringing
You could get chainsawed
D-d dinnem
North hull's sinning
Best hull in em
We shift down witham
With west hull villains
You dote wanna say no to this
You just wanna float by the bits
You don't want hope for the kids
Wanna dope out and
Then go talk to the pigs
You just go tell on your friends
Don't see you in the ends
Well ya don't see me there either
But it's not cuz I'm scared don't pretend
I avenge the revenge I
Pendulum on a pen drive
Kill anything with a pen my
Five elephants you couldn't blend minds
You get beaten by tracks
Left defeated on wax
Grimsby by the flats
Full estates out with bats
Dipping out make it fast
Last out you wont last
Whole pub getting smashed up
Even feds got us all trapped
Yope
Deep across the border
Like vice and I'm reporting
Got orders from the fallen
When the call comes in and then we all in
Don't be asking bout the warden
Just hop in over that garden
See granny sat in that deck chair
I'm sorry love
Beg ya pardon
Taking it back like the old ways
I'm breaking her back like the old days
Taking a tax
I'm like road rage
Just kush in the packs
We don't blow haze
Taking it back like the old ways
Breaking her back like the old days
Taking attacks
It's like road rage
Got kush in the packs
We don't blow haze
Hold tight the Jack Flash
RIP
Hold tight MC LT
Hold tight Tommo C
Hold tight DJ Sumpton
Visulize
Horizon
R' House
Yope
I got skeletons
Where's the evidence
Let me roll out a full list
Looking right down with the mic now
As I fill up all of these old crypts
I've got to undertake em like kane
Rise up with that flame
Got those headstones getting carved up
Whilst I make a space for your name
Play that xylophone on your ribcage
Lord of war call me nick cage
I was fifteen with a switchblade
Looking backwards like shits changed
I don't love you
So why make it
Step back with the basics
Took cake
And I ate it
Cooked cake
Man I baked it
Yope
Checked back when I made it
Yope
Cheques stack am I paid yet
Check tracks am I basic
Or do ya nose wrinkle up like a facelift
Cuz I'm back and now and that bass sounds
Audio bliss
Got my eyes on the menu
I might
Order your bitch
Well my audio's so sick
I'm Macually all in this sitch
(Home alone)
Y'all be asking me for them photos
Fuck around taking the piss
Traded shots there on Lebara
For the plots here on Nevada
Just a small fish in my pond bro
But we
Rush round like piranha
You'll push all that drama
Don't say yo to your mama
Gotta go now it's manana
All Coco no banana
Acapulco to cabana
Getting hulked on like I'm Bana
This starboy's getting luna
Smell rosso for the Prada
Yope
Mungam flow get sick no less
No less now
The mandem smoke them raws
With chest
With chest out
You fuck around and get your best out
We dressed now
Put pressure on your
Fucking little necks now
Burn it down like it's Notre Dame
Hunchback when they hear my name
Bleach boy came thru with the pain
And Jack spit chatter but I chew raw flames
I just shifted that gromit
Me so sick that I vomit
GTA with no comet
Just cash back with
No wallet
It' a wave
It's a wave
That we bringing from hull
It's a way
It's a way
Now I'm dinging
On your door
Hmmm
What we bringing
What
Who you ringing
You could get chainsawed
D-d dinnem
North hull's sinning
Best hull in em
We shift down witham
With west hull villains
You dote wanna say no to this
You just wanna float by the bits
You don't want hope for the kids
Wanna dope out and
Then go talk to the pigs
You just go tell on your friends
Don't see you in the ends
Well ya don't see me there either
But it's not cuz I'm scared don't pretend
I avenge the revenge I
Pendulum on a pen drive
Kill anything with a pen my
Five elephants you couldn't blend minds
You get beaten by tracks
Left defeated on wax
Grimsby by the flats
Full estates out with bats
Dipping out make it fast
Last out you wont last
Whole pub getting smashed up
Even feds got us all trapped
Yope
Deep across the border
Like vice and I'm reporting
Got orders from the fallen
When the call comes in and then we all in
Don't be asking bout the warden
Just hop in over that garden
See granny sat in that deck chair
I'm sorry love
Beg ya pardon
Taking it back like the old ways
I'm breaking her back like the old days
Taking a tax
I'm like road rage
Just kush in the packs
We don't blow haze
Taking it back like the old ways
Breaking her back like the old days
Taking attacks
It's like road rage
Got kush in the packs
We don't blow haze
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Writer(s): Jack Fullard
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