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Maniac Best be ready it's fight or flight If your legs be jelly might not survive Left scenes messy, love that kind of ride When we step it's cheffy or bine that flies Tired of trying but need their deaths So it's me that attempts or I'll try and supply I'm the type of guy to speak with chest, bleed for my set, go slide for mine Free Stally, he was trying to fly them pebs Free Crashy, he just love to fire at them Free Dezzie D, love the songs to drive or ped Free M Trappo, free Chunks, two violent men Hope Smokes comes home and finds his steps Weren't a year out and he's doing some time again Got me like I got him, do up anyone I'm against Free YB, he's just doing his final bend Drug cases, buck pagans or hitting licks This the reasons why my people doing prison stints Nuff machines, nuff badines, might bring a stick with me to go hit a chick sh*t's ments, best you don't lack on the pavement Cause this test will have you in a grave not get graded Get bread and then push that paper on trainers Select creps, push out to estates and then lace them Be ready they gone turn you off, you no lucky Can't be anywhere, me see the opps, it gets ugly Ski beddies that me rob for the money Bad Bs on me and the cops wanna cuff me Be ready they gone turn you off, you no lucky Can't be anywhere, me see the opps, it gets ugly Ski beddies that me rob for the money Bad Bs on me and the cops wanna cuff me That's how it goes, you never know, you can't plan the roads Years trapping, feds might take what you have to show I ain't lacking, them man see mum with gang, on nuttin when they stand alone Dank and a bis is like a man's cologne Shank on the hip had them on their toes Now it's hands on the stick when we scan their zones He got blammed but he lived, I wish he hadn't coped Free A man, been a minute since we had him home Free S, they try and claim that he handles smokes Free Smizz, was in tizz, feds say that he rang a phone Jim's free, he got a bid for a big bag of crow June's free, had to sit for a sh*t and a shave cause he had a blade, imagine if he had a pole Free B boy, still sad that it's a bad result See him do the rapping ting, he wanna hear the gang at shows I know there's feds on my tail, want me in the pen, rotting in the bin, going stale From the outside looking in, they must think my head isn't well Cause I still do what they done when it's put most my friends in jail sh*t's ments, best you don't lose on the curbside Cause this gang will have my view of you looking bird's eye Quick step, we do what we do and then burn tires Don't intend to leave any proof when it's your time Be ready they gone turn you off, you no lucky Can't be anywhere, me see the opps, it gets ugly Ski beddies that me rob for the money Bad Bs on me and the cops wanna cuff me Be ready they gone turn you off, you no lucky Can't be anywhere, me see the opps, it gets ugly Ski beddies that me rob for the money Bad Bs on me and the cops wanna cuff me
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