Brighton Scene

Bad wolf coded
Put 'em up
(Bad wolf)

Yah
Been suffering so much 'cause this bullshit
It got me and that them feeling hopeless
I've been hurting lots more since this fuckery
I was eating good bro, I weren't hungry

But my bruddah not got backing part from me
A little ting hit a lick on the scene
But I'm not coming for that guy no please
No point that would mean nothing

Two sides, both saying different shit
Three sides, both saying different shit
They're all just saying different shit
Penance will hitting different

But If I see him, that's spun like decks
But If I see him, that's spun like decks
Unless that guy really sit and reflect, uh
'Til If I see him, that's spun like

Yeah, there was really blood on beach stones
Bro, you don't know how really peak it was though
We was all brought down with the summer
If they good that's fine, but can't pay that
Will they really make it to the winter?
Will that thing really get they're fucking payback?
'Cause a sleeping dog will lie
They don't have to close their eyes

(Hahaha)

(We're Bringing it back to, *cough* *cough*)
(Bringing it back to, *cough* *cough*)
(Bagery)
(Bleh)

(I'm taking back control)
(Look, look, look)
(Look up, look up)
(I'm up here)
(Done with the bagery)
(Mmsex)
(You can't see me)

Don't test I've been marking my arm (mhmm)
Red lines splitting everything in two (mhmm)
I was sitting making tunes causing no harm (mhmm)
What the fuck did I fucking do? (mhmm)
That's a special type of rizz making bitches cry (yuh)
We was sitting on the stairs she was crying eyes
(Ay love)
I was downing beers tryna reach the sky (reach the sky)
That's embellished, fucking with a poor boy with kind eyes

I'm that cunch don, keep that fucking mask on
And my bruddah from the dirt, don't get it twist city breh
Yuh, I'm a real dog like hix, that's facts
And I really blew her back, got what I want then I'm ghost
But I'm better lonely, cah these man chatting breeze
Yeah I'm better empty, I'm still better than neeks
That's that hardt shit, dope levels
Embellished - bellished mud, turned this city to a bage battle

Two sides, both saying different shit (different shit)
Three sides both saying different shit (different shit)
They're all just saying different shit (different shit)
Penance will hitting different

But If I see him, that's spun like decks
But If I see him, that's spun like decks
Unless that guy really sit and reflect, uh
'Til If I see him, that's spun like

Yeah, there was really blood on beach stones
Bro, you don't know how really peak it was though
We was all brought down with the summer
If they good that's fine, but can't pay that
Will they really make it to the winter
Will that thing really get they're fucking payback
'Cause a sleeping dog will lie
They don't have to close their eyes