TWENTY FOUR 7

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Questioning why I'm the best in the sky
'Cause I'm destined to fly so I'll rest when I die

F*ck Lockdown, I'll be on the block
You'll never see me stuck in the gaff
Cunts got mad got moody when they saw me in a hoodie
And you want to sit and moan about a mask
& I'm sick of all the guys that pretend
& I'm sick of getting live in The Broch
That's why I'm putting Twenty Four 7 in the pen
Instead of putting 3.5 in my sock

So I came with bars, still kill 'em with the flow
Still doing bits I just keep it on the low
Still stay of the grid like where did he go
Still Kicking up dirt but you just don't know
Still make it to the top what's the bets he will
The boys in all black looking dressed to kill
So you won't be saying defund the feds
When I'm tearing up the city with 100 neds
Now welcome to the city where the junkies roam
Civs get mad and there phoning with a statement
Feds turn up, try and shunt you home
'Cause there's too many on the road and they're taking up the pavement
Folk on the side try to envy me
They're looking at the boys on the MTB's
Now the full teams out and we filled the block
With our wheels in the sky like its 12 o'clock, like

F*ck Lockdown, I'll be on the block
You'll never see me stuck in the gaff
Cunts got mad got moody when they saw me in a hoodie
And you want to sit and moan about a mask
& I'm sick of all the guys that pretend
& I'm sick of getting live in The Broch
That's why I'm putting Twenty Four 7 in the pen
Instead of putting 3.5 in my sock

Still dressed all black still kill him in a suit
Best in the game got the game in a padlock
Made my name and I'm trying to figure out
If I'm sick of this high or I'm sick of this Star Dawg
Smoke too much when I'm stuck in the house
Sick of they bongs, sick of that booze
Sick of that place man I'm glad that I left
You cunts don't know what it takes to be TEF
So what do you know about running for the bus
No heat no scran and a wallet full of dust
What do you know about suicide thoughts
You don't really want to deal with a mind like Scotts
What do you know about stuck to the mattress
Came from the shit, I was born in the madness
North of the town, mad cunts dying off brown
Now welcome to the land of the caskets

I just want to live comfy, away from the junkies
No showing off cunts know where I come from
Mad my brand and I'll chase those bands
And I'll save that cash for a gaff in the country
facts, all about the graft
head screwed on till I burden it off
With the weight on my ship man it hurt to laugh
Had the devil on my left so I pushed him off

That's why I keep busy with depression lurking
Everybody want to win but don't want to put the work in
Mad with the shit got demented again
Came back from the pit re-invented the game
All facts, cold on a track
Don't want no cunt holding me back
These dicks want a war I'm not in it for a clash
But give me anybody and I'll kill him in a flash
F*ck a 9 - 5
Since 94 it was my time to strive
It's why I put it on the line like every day
And I'll take you job and I'll run that too
Made me a plan got to get with the pace
My heads went mince not slept in days
Every body want to talk about views and plays
But I don't want to talk 'till music pays

Just being real is far from enough
That's how it is no faking with Scott
Gave my life and its all hard work
You can take the piss but I'm taking the lot
See half them should of been actors
Folk want to flex? Better move to Dubai
Though I'll still stick about regardless
I love this place I'll be here till I die

F*ck Lockdown, I'll be on the block
You'll never see me stuck in the gaff
Cunts got mad got moody when they saw me in a hoodie
And you want to sit and moan about a mask
& I'm sick of all the guys that pretend
& I'm sick of getting live in The Broch
That's why I'm putting Twenty Four 7 in the pen
Instead of putting 3.5 in my sock

F*ck Lockdown, I'll be on the block
You'll never see me stuck in the gaff
Cunts got mad got moody when they saw me in a hoodie
And you want to sit and moan about a mask
& I'm sick of all the guys that pretend
& I'm sick of getting live in The Broch
That's why I'm putting Twenty Four 7 in the pen
Instead of putting 3.5 in my sock

Questioning why I'm the best in the sky
'Cause I'm destined to fly so I'll rest when I die
Questioning why I'm the best in the sky
'Cause I'm destined to fly so I'll rest when I die
Questioning why I'm the best in the sky
'Cause I'm destined to fly so I'll rest when I die

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