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skepta, frisco, calibar & wretch 32 - sbtv cypher (part 3/3) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: frisco]
yo, sbtv
ya dun know
tiverton estate, right now
big frisco, listen
ya listening? yo, look…
man know when it comes to bars, i get busy
i overly put time in
rhyme after rhyme, i keep on climbing
totally vibsing, letting man know
jewels on my wrist, i’m letting that show
i got a brand new lyric, i’m letting that flow
and if a man ever do me something, and i ain’t done nothing back?
you can bet your last pound, i ain’t letting that go
money to flex, i’m getting that dough
money to flex, i’m getting that paper
coming like these man are getting that slow
man once told me “keep your bredrins close, and your еnemies closer”
couplе years passed now i’m a likkle older
but trust me, i won’t forget that flow
ages ago…
[verse 2: wretch 32]
ages ago! oi
had that brand new flow from…
what you saying? ages to grow, still
aight, check me, look
i go hard, i’m erected
i’ma f_ck this beat, so i’ma come hard like i’m s_xing
still smooth, no razor bumps
still cruise, no major love
that’s minor
why? ’cause i’m like my own company
so i guess i’m like my own company, wretchroboys
i fly my own, trust me
the logo’s so sho, you know
i’m so solid, no romeo
does solo want it? oh no, ya don’t
why? ’cause i go over_hard
how you tryna get in with flow and no bars?
how you tryna get in the zone with no pass?
pay me, and fly your way in
but i’m so kite, i fly my way in
and i’m so dark, i find the daybrings
me: so much surprises, i sold out, so not surprising
i zone out and zone the horizon
i’m so proud to open my eyes and
see the fans shouting my name
and the streets can vouch for jermaine
oh, i’m mister obama
look, i go hard, i go harder
i ain’t petting these yout’s
they metaphor me, i meta_3_2
and just ’cause you know a likkle wretch
it don’t mean you met_a_3_2
why? i used to tape them sets
them was on tape cassettes
then i was the mixtape vet
and you ain’t got a mixtape yet?
now, i’m in the history books
characters don’t know how the history looks
now chris brown chicks wanna kiss me, shhh
why? cah’ i will beat rihanna
this mc will squeeze the hammer
diss and see, you will see your bladder
what you saying cali, though?
yo skeps!
[verse 3: skepta]
thinks i don’t wanna bring him
’cause i got beats i don’t wanna give him
boy better know making a k!lling
so i don’t wanna sit up on a riddim with him
life used to be hard but_hahahahahahahaha
yo, skeppy
nah, one sec
this little piggy thinks i don’t wanna bring him
’cause i got beats i don’t wanna give him
boy better know making a k!lling
so i don’t wanna sit up on a riddim with him
life used to be hard but now i can’t lie man are sitting in my front room just chilling
everybody laughing, smiling, grinning
them man are losing, us man are winning

[verse 4: frisco]
i been big from ages ago
yes i know that you heard that already
but the mandem said it was way too heavy
now i bought back the flow from ages ago
you wanna test frisco? you got pages to go
i got a bag of bars, swagga’s hard
that’s why ’nuff man are rating me, so
i just do my ting and keep making my dough
i know a couple skengman that been rating me, so
i been fly from ages ago
’nuff man only been fly since recent
prada collection overly decent
ed hardy, i had ages ago
them man can’t dress like deshane and joe
they ain’t boasty like me and bbr
diss me and end up in er
so…
next ting, frisco, wretch 32, skepta, calibar
ya dun know, all day, everyday
mad ting
[verse 5: skepta]
and 1_7, and 1_7, and 1_7
fam, fam, fam
i got the whole game open
n_ggas in jail listening to logan
solo just done a three
came home looking like the black version of hulk hogan
now us man are moving smoothly
you man are still moving booky
the triplets, junior and lukey
keeping it real cah’ this ain’t a movie
they wanna know why i’m always angry
why i need a machine like a factory
i tell them watch this
can you see that?
exactly
i can’t let n0body jack me
make a man run around like an athlete
meridian, come follow me

[verse 6: wretch 32]
i’m gonna live a long time
cah’ i can run rap and still be sitting on grime
so their views ain’t new to me
they say “wretch ain’t mad like he used to be”
so let’s get back to the way things were
and we’ll see who’s a g
cah’ i was the talk of the room
way before i recorded a tune
and since channel u 635
galdem, they think i’m so nice
well, i’m p_ssed, you’re so right
and by the way the single’s sold fine
and if i wanted a huge success
then i’d have just done the tune at the end
but that ain’t being true to the wretch
i’d rather prove i’m the best
but these fools are still itching to see me fall
but the talk won’t phase me, a fall don’t break me
why? cah’ i can take it all
i am bruce willis, unbreakable
you samuel l actors are fake, you frauds
i’ve been hearing the whispers
but it’s all air in the distance

[verse 6: calibar]
cali’s in the b_a
fly like b_a
anytime you rave, we’ll pack 3_8s
empty out, reload like a dj
if i can’t find you, we’ll bang at your teammate
my team is [?] than a [?]
[?]
what a sweet face
they adore the swagga, love the fact i’m blunt like a cheap blade
they can’t believe, this [?] breed
[?] charming i seem
you’d think i was owned by the omen when i poke him, he’s soaking and foaming
got the chrome in
and we start banging his eye like his [?]
jheeze!

[verse 7: frisco]
let me have a look in the archive
bun that, let me just k!ll him with one flow
even though, i got so many
i’m peaking, i’m oh_so_ready
these man been watching too much telly
too much scarface, too much belly
none of them ain’t got the belly or the b_lls
i’m burying them all
and tools, i’ve got so many
everyting blessed, still holding the medi
gunshot l!ck off your headtop clean like a double shot of henny, no chaser
i’m out for the paper, and they’re pulling in pennies
come with your shank, i’ll rise up the semi and clart it
gunshot lodged in your armpit
the mandem are eager to bark it
try chat to me bad and get the mandem mad
bumping the cab, now you turned bad

[skepta]
t block
cali’, wretch 32, skepta, fris, the mandem…

- skepta frisco calibar wretch 32

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