Lyrics:
locksmith
Raised in the jungle, you would think I'm adopted
By some gorillas, monkeys or chimpanzees
Bare tings ah gwan as I creep through the backstreets
most man
This music ting was never a plan
But it ran never looked back
Like a quick scope
From these gamer clans
Or these gamer fans
Say hello to my
back, come, arch your back
You know how I like it, that way, yeah
That way (timin')
Sting set wrapped, I stay strapped for the chaos
You know how
Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs, Track Masters (woo!)
It's a Wu-Tang official right here you know
Yeah, the employees of the year yeah we're back to work
We
the man back home
Some real shit
Yo yo my little bro
I hope you're doing well
What I'm going through is hell
And it don't seem real
And I can't hold it
back proper
(Huh?) ended up runnin' off on the plug
I'm debatin' if I'm tapped if
I give them copper (Mad head)
Jailhouse, when it was gym time
In shorts
that's my bredrin
I got his back of course
Trust me that's my broski and ting (that's bro)
Love come like affection
So I give thanks to the king (yeah
the finest
All my guys dem cool it in designer
We go catch cruise for all dem islands
If you like, make you look, you'll never find us
Make the ting go wole
of the death
And I never play fair in the eyes of the ref
Fuck it give me a tech and I'll come back right
Can't go inside the game ain't got enough strikes
you, I tell 'em this is all you
Baby, it's all you
Even when I lie, baby, I'm the truth
Posh ting
Hate my trackies but she likes my suit's
Told me that
who's _Top Bill_
Well it's me, and yes, I am back by the Funke
Marley filled the House with Hits so you know The Lords are chunky
We stink, like pee-eww,
of these youts ain't on what I'm on
But it's more than long if I'm in a bad mood
Like H, I'm big, give me space, give me room
Frisco, I've never been a waste
Let's take it back, I will defeat you (Trust)
Bun your cheap talk
(Bop, bop) , what do you think I am?
See me, me, me, I'm on a mad ting
You don't
out jab
yh da ting dat i back out will lick out backs
wig out man
reload buss it again
one in ur head
for thinkn u won in ur head
double ur men
im calm
guidance in every likkle ting we mek
We fi fallah Jah Jah in every likkle step we tek
Don’t give up don’t surrender
I me say look into the mirror, and tell
War with a star, it’s light like saber
See I used to get curved by Stacia
But true say she done man a favour
See I don’t want no more problems, unless
around
Ain't nothin' new, but a flu of new Demo-Crips and Re-Blood-licans
Red state versus a blue state, which one you governin'?
They give us guns
likkle, give me likkle space
I want it right now
Wait 'til I get you ting down
No chat, but you're givin' me mouth
Phone ring, don't care
Baby let it
my life again
Will you pose the same impact you had back then
Will it be another case of the games we in
We will find out, to see if that begins but
yah put me tings right around ya
Gyal you give me the tightest hold me eva get in, in my life
Me eye dem dry and me nuh care
Mi tek it anytime
don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
Put so much ice in my cup I that I think that's it's freezing my hand
Told her don't fuck with them neeks
Please
You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
For anything that God has done
I don't
one on her job
Its bait everyone I London knows (um)
Bu8t still they don’t wanna give no props but
Life good when you make this much doe
Im laid back
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4th
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