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Ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah
I got the inner nit goin nuts
(Marleek Sheldon's World
Blame it on the weather, oi
Don't know)
Reality
I ain't tucking my feelings under no carpet
I ain't tucking nothing
Apart from this knife (Purchase your tracks today)
Underneath my something
I'm on that jet black dirty dark shit
I might get sighted, and whooped with five years
That's the dirty conscience
Sealing all that dirt on caskets
Turned me into a madman
A dirty dude
And I swear I'm under Oppo
Every day is running smooth with this food
On the day said see me on the strip in my German whip
On thе phone with a big suit
And they didn't evеn flash their blues
My life's fucked
Nah, really fucked
How can I go on to sleep easy with blood on my shoes
Red stains I ain't talking the boot ones after wetting that you
I really don't care what you're on, where you're from
Fuck your brother, fuck your sister, your cousin too
I ride on you
I just think of my dead mum to get me all acky and wound up
So I don't mind if you rush me
I keep up the fuckery (Purchase your tracks today)
I slash her, him, and you, too
As long as I get the comeback
I been going to sleep at night
Knowing there's something in my rucksack
I used to spit that pain rap
But now I'm skipping all that
I got dead friends with memories that only make me more antisocial and mad
Angry and violent
I give no fucks
I'm loud, flashy, I'm fast, I'm silent
I wanna be humble
But for some reason I'm violent
You can't imagine the stuff I've been through
'Cause it just ain't right
Couldn't imagine the grind that I went through
At night, selling food to eat food on a pedal bike
Back to my flat with stacks
And it was still pot noodles, mackerel, and rice
I might come up
I had enough money to eat what I like
But I was on my grind
I was doing it right (Purchase your tracks today)
Imagine I used a tool on that guy
Even though I knew I could fight
I done him dirty 'cause I just ain't got time
How you gonna brag about your diamonds and your watch
When that shit look dirty, far from bright
Me and you ain't got the same time
Can't listen to my little brotha
He loves to fight in an MMA cage
But me, I'll wet you up on snakey bruv
I'll camp outside your base (Purchase your tracks today)
I make sure I'll get revenge
That GVH that TVH
I'm gettin' all that China change
Got a beautiful son
I ain't got time to do time behind them prison gates
But I'd rather my little brotha see me in the jailhouse
Instead of dead in the hospital, dead in the grave
(Return if possible monster)
But my attitude is stuck fit
My lifestyle must be fate
My mum's not here and that shit still feels strange (Purchase your tracks today)
Remember times when she was telling me to keep warm
I use that scarf to cover my face
Remember mum used to give me gloves to keep my hands warm
Now I use them latex gloves to cover my DNA
Oh Lord, how shit is changed
But I stay focused with this music and this tracking stuff is great
Just me and my phone, fuck my mates
I really don't love my BM, I told you, I fuck my mates (Purchase your tracks today)
But at one point that shit was great
Oh Lord, how shit is changed
I guess I'm just a roadman stuck in my ways
If I want two more I can buy a range and I still have stacks and change
I stand on many estates but it's always for a fucking day
I said, "I stand on many estates but it's always for a fucking day"
(A fucking day)
You wanna fight?
I'll back up two's, I'll start
Knifing you up, let's play
I shoulda put the knife down when we lost shhh (Purchase your tracks today)
But fuck that, my head's not in the right way
I've lost so many mates; I don't know how I get through every day
But I keep my distance from a fuckboy in every way
If a girl comes 'round, she can give me head, she cannot stay
I'm antisocial, they're calling me mental
Bet if you'd have been to the graveyard as much as me you'd be far from gentle
(I said, "If you'd have been to the graveyard as much as me you'd be far from gentle")
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, antisocial Marleek
Mixtape on the way, first one
You know I have goals
