WATCH OUT

Yeah I rap some bars up
Came straight to the game lets start up
I rap for my town, I rap for the streets
I rap for my self and I rap for the P's
Yeah you heard that see
Me and my G's on the road to the cream,
Get packed up, we stack up the cream
Mad money, the making schemes
People from DL15 town, my guys
County Durham and all the towns that's inside
North East and all the cities around
Salute to the North and wherever surrounds
North to the South, UK to US
All different countries, big up, feel blessed
I appreciate all you
All days of the week, in a full year
Yo check it
How can I forget the mic checking
And love to my charvas, love to the rappers
And love to the boys, that's East side bredrens
If shit kicks off, just fists, not weapons
We get to the scene and you're sat there sweating
The North is naughty
So don't push buttons, and act all hench when you're nowt but scrawny

North to the South, UK to the US
I rap for my town, I rap for the streets
I rap for my self and I rap for the P's
And love to my charvas, love to the rappers
And love to the boys, that's East side bredrens

Watch out, just look about
No doubt, this what I'm about
All love, just raising fire when the mic is given out
Watch out, just look about
No doubt, this what I'm about
All love, just raising fire when the mic is given out
Yo check it
How can I forget the mic checking
And love to my charvas, love to the rappers
And love to the boys, that's East side bredrens
Watch out, just look about
No doubt, this what I'm about
All love, just raising fire when the mic is given out

Yeah I'm up for a round 2
Burning everyone's speakers I have to
Cause my shits so fire
Wanting a flame thrower, I'm up for hire
That's not a brag
Whey maybe it is but I'm telling the truth so how about that
Coming in hard with facts, splat
Kid, I'm mad
Busting shots with 1, 2 drop, you flop straight on your back
Remember them times when I had to think twice, when worried about dropping one of my tracks
Cause I thought about hate and thought about not getting dates cause people would laugh
But now I'm not giving a fuck, put your head up your arse, you daft little twats

Watch out, just look about
No doubt, this what I'm about
All love, just raising fire when the mic is given out
Watch out, just look about
No doubt, this what I'm about
All love, just raising fire when the mic is given out
Yo check it
How can I forget the mic checking
And love to my charvas, love to the rappers
And love to the boys, that's East side bredrens
Watch out, just look about
No doubt, this what I'm about
All love, just raising fire when the mic is given out



Credits
Writer(s): Will Curry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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