South West England (Freestyle) (feat. Kuda)

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Francis Harvey (1873–1916) was an officer of the British Royal Marine Light Infantry during the First World War. more »

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Okay
Okay
Okay, okay
Yeah
I'm late night chillin', back of the elevator
I'm in the new five star hotel baby
She call me daddy so I guess I'm Darth Vader
I'm hittin' shots like a good ball player
I came into the game with a red lightsaber
I pointed to her chest and I said misbehavior
I'm all about the guap and the top, then see you later
Ah ha ha ha ha ha, yeah, see you later
Cruisin' round the block, big fucking racks in my waist
Cruisin' round the block and I got big rocks and my taste is so amazing
Motherfuck yo' bitch, she nothin' but a blazin' hoe
Yeah, cook up the shit
Yeah, roll up the blunt, I'm lit
Pass it to my homie, he fuckin' lit too
We gonna motherfuckin' chop to the beat drop
Back on the scene and I signed the contract and I got the yen
Stackin' up the cash and I got the freemans
Gotta shout 'em lunch, yeah I'mma feed her
Now I'm heatin' up and I'm the winner
Got my gold medal and I'm the track star
Got it in the back and I go, oh yah
Got the crowd cheering my name from afar
Hear em' in the nose bleeds, bitch I go hard
Got the whole crowd, we sold out show
68 thousand, they sayin' my name
Let's fuckin' go
Let me hear the crowd go so slow
Woah
And the crowd goes so slow
I'm in the bitch like, oh no no
Yeah, car go vroom vroom
Brand new Mazda, so I go zoom zoom
Five wheels on the truck, yeah
Got me trippin' what the f*ck, yeah
Black and red, I'm outta luck (black and red!)
Pop a pill, now I really wanna f*ck
I'm in the matrix, goin' crazy on the beat
Northside just cooked up the heat
She an angel, but a devil in the sheets
Word to Mac, I got Nikes on my feet
Every day's like a fuckin' new beat
Fuckin' that bitch, man, hard as concrete, yeah
Got your bitch and we doin' nothing sweet
Reppin' Northside, and we focus on the feat
Yeah
Look at me cruisin', look at me wildin'
And I'm so groovy, and I'm groovin to the beat
So jivy, man I'm moving and it's smooth
But give me the beat, I'm rockin'
Motherfucker, you boppin'
You look like
A kids' bop version of the worst person that did it
I'm the best in here, let's admit it
Whoa, sorry, didn't mean to flex
But when I'm on the mic, man, I'm feelin' at my damn best
And all these other fuckin' rappers are no damn test
The best yet, and relievin' all my damn stress
And why she talking when I told her I don't want it to her face
And why you over here when I told you doggy stay
You're lookin' like a motherfuckin' person that just don't know what they doin'
Man this really ain't a game that you can play
It's actually a catastrophe when I'm rappin'
And fuckin' clappin these fuckin' rappers
Establishing all this passion while I'm relaxin' and
Give me the title and give me the cash
For having 'em all moving
Done

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