Shellington Crescent
Ghetts, Chip
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Sounds of the- (shelling) Who the f*ck wants corn? Right now I'm on form Seashore when we war Squeeze more, no rebores Nee-naw nee-naw, police see me draw Detour, detour, Houdini who see me gone Nickname Sheldon Skin shade Nelson Mixtape salesman Insane girlfriend Links ain't welcome Flyboy, win game Feltham Bike life, switch lane 12ing Summer, Brick Lane gyaldem Me having a mixed race kelvin Bludclut barologist Tell a MC come spar, our origin's based on who come hard I'm cornerin' My line of work? (bodying) Don't say a word (swallow him, you follow me?) 6 feet, I dig deep It's me the Grime archaeologist F*ck the politics F*ck radio settings, long range infrareding Colt. 45 when I step you, man's forehead's sweating You ain't gotta like me, just respec' it I'll blow that dream out your brain, then go and sell it On form all season Don't give man a reason He was on lyrical beefing Third course in, turned vegan Shelling, rebellion Rather get you then forget it I don't play watch the throne, even kings get beheaded Still young, got no will Nickname got no chill Man know I'm seasoned still I fry, bake and grill Like what, him? For real? (joke ting) If you won't I will (no long) Grime kid for real But man's skidi and dip when I drill drill drill drill, I Teach man about shelling at record speed, what a legend Stepped on me but I let him PJs on when I dead him Teenager would've murked you Mutant Ninja tekkers, I'm a turtle Protected by my shell and I can shell too I can show or tell you, you don't want (shelling) Big Big Macs, I'm lovin' it Shell man down for the fun of it Me vs the world, alright then Man ah from planet, have none of it Spiderman when I web MCs But I ain't no net MC 10 years still (shelling) Them man are smoking bush, touch mic, just draw, no judge F*ck around get a (shelling) S-H-E-double L Skeng rage, forever I grill MK's whenever I shell Set pace, and get in myself Press play, get in my realm Sun's coming, still murking Got him blind, closed the curtains Man don't get bored of murking Man he's boring, I'll murk him Man don't want none for certain Floor him and earth him I throw earth when I earthed him I do dirt, I'm determined I do skrring and swerving I do pull out, jump out in person disperse him I let it go, no jammin' I do aim, do whammin' On sight, boom-bamming Bun and I'll do damage I do plan, not planet Shelly-Ann, big-belly gang When I was 18, I already killed 20 man Man ah man's ambidextrous I done bust my ting from any hand From the left to the right Man press, you will not be left or right Too late now, no breading What you want? Diesel or unleaded Man get (shelling)
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Written by: JAHMAAL FYFFE, JUSTIN CLARKE, KARL JOSEPH
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