1. |
FLY'S PRAY
03:22
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Hard stare
Bait traps
This UK council estate raps
Ain't counting the papes fast
From straight graft
Stray blast
face mashed
Best to stay back
Dodging the place packed
With stray cats
Spray that
Anti hate chat
Make em vacate space when I make path
Visionary
The nafarious rap type
Overlooked like politicians with crack pipes
A stack rhymes
Don't think stoppings and option
When life adds pressure
Used to cripple and drop one
Now I'm croppin the top bud
Fuck the pharmos
QQWeed can't do ya no harm bro
The star do
Gets kinda samey doe
I wanna cop land
flavours in the acres yo
So I can stock and
Pay for loads of stately homes
I never stop bang
Chains up in ma brain they go
Round and round
Levels ahead ye way farther
You ain't getting respect
Bait partner
incredibly vex
So there's Smoke on ma chest
But save the lemons for bed
hits brain harder
I'm out to be one of the best
well ain't everybody?
Yeah but everybody's dead
Get a second hobby
It's the serious
half brain delerius
People eating repeater
Of beats that sound mysterious
Baby driver
Wont remove ma headphones
Shades on in darkness
can't wait to get home
Raise ya lighter
Burn down the government
Enuff of em
Nothing that they say
makes fucking sence
Rubbing on a lager can
Hoping that a geinie grows
Deeper flows
Sitting in the kitchen Sniffing Es and coke
No bailouts
Whole fams PS are broke
Day job
suttin on the side
that's need to know
In the game
you may aswell be banksy
So lemme step round you
N Later you can thank me
For even ever being near ya
Too close
Clostrapilya
You bro
Yeah ya too close
Move back head nodding like the
tunes broke
Coughing up Zoot smoke
take 2 toke
And pass it back to ya man to take samples
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2. |
CAT N!P
04:08
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I'm feeling less than threatened
We ain't level peggin
Why u always with the
begging man it does ma head in
Won't forget him when the phase types
Careers are burred
Beats are heavy
Easy being greezy with ma heat selecy
These days I'm on some straight narrow
day time shit
But never know when ma
brain might switch
Tabes might flip
And get me on some bait type ish
A stay quite skint
fly
But it's papes I think
Don't test the drive kid I'm too onit
This is the 1st project
5 more coming
I wrote this
While out of focus
Displaced memory wipe type of bogus
Stolen ford focus
Doing donuts
That's mood cuz
Move mug
And keep ya mouth shut
Can't you see the shadows that surround us
*****
You got no Steez
I get respect from da OGs
Hold these gritty type beats in ys Dome peice
Oh please
Still got peeps
rocking off ma Old breeze
Kill it on ma lonelys
******
******
You burst a blood vessel tryna squeeze a rhyme out
Thought you had the game on lock
But look it's mine now
Quite loud
Bringing a tight sound
The fight shout type
Stay right
On high ground
Thas my town
Yeah I'm northern g
Bring my own OG flow to the show
So saucy sweet
Stop calling please
Cause every time it buzzez off
Nocks pures on the floor ya see
Ya bitch is basic like pork n beans
Rawest teeth
Layers on a face
40 deep
Erasem for a favour no chalky street
Copy paste bait rapper
Get No receipt
They wer talking bout greatness then thought of me
i aint feeling you or ya music
Its dead and it's boring peak
Demon's in ma head while I sorta sleep
Demon's in his head tell him roll a beat
You got no Steez
I get respect from da OGs
Hold these gritty type beats in ys Dome peice
Oh please
Still got peeps
rocking off ma Old breeze
Kill it on ma lonelys
Can't check marap style.
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3. |
APOLLO SK!NT
03:48
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None of these guys are real
I feel I'm in a doll's house
Stepping in and letting it off
a bring the Bombs out
Backpacking keep backtracking like what's happnin
To the stash spot re up got ma pants saggin
just rap lots people make opinions on it
Tell me change the topic
The replys fuck u
Cause my brain ain't onit
This is ma life in tunes
Won't be straying from it
A just speak on what I see
making my own beats
While they try and beg the scene
cause there rhymes don't speak
Mind so weak
Got links in different places
Still keep it real
Get money gotta make it
No easy deal
Sit back get on with ma life Make music
Sick tracks
Killing off the guys Who abuse it
Bin hell
Then back
Nothing to prove kid.
I
ain't
try
ing
That's why the tunes kick
####### 5 trips
Ma mind doing side flips
Like this
Like I GEE Pic And light spliff
Night trips
Ma mind doing side flips
Like this
Like I GEE Pic G shit
Hella fucked
Sloppy head on the Megabus
Off ya bitch while ya sleep there next to us
Destination unknown
I killed my boss
Burned ma house down
And turned off ma phone
Now me mesc n buzum Gon put words ont he throne
Like eeee pet ya shoulda Maybe
leaved it alone
Don't regret speak threat teaching my own
Your team's wet weak threat leave it at home Macaulay
Tryna throw shade but ya nearly 40
So what if I'm great
move away you're phony
Doing you a fave
Might get raised for ya stony
Holy
Moly
Skints lost controlly
Spent time made moves
Pent up explosion
Blow time
Slow rhyme beat type erosion
Mad vex
Punch is face
Pop an abscess
Take him to his house
Bust the door get his flat recked
Fat skets
The type of greez that ya gang gets
Mostly Underage
Deffo couldn't pass a maths test
Ha ha
Words all bla bla
Don't mean blah
Man a mean your marra
Rap style paper view
Wanna hate then I'll hate with you
Save me twos
Gob shite blame the brew
Made to move
But only if you pay me too
######5 trips
Ma mind doing side flips
Like this
Like I GEE Pic And light spliff
Night trips
Ma mind doing side flips
Like this
Like I GEE Pic G shit
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4. |
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Sticky iky blues in ma grinder agen
These are steel city tunes
go and hype all ya freinds
Or don't
Ain't given fucks since a broke the code
Gyal slightly blush hearing vocal tone
Go home
You don't belong round this
With ya pop type hits
Burn em all with some hot mic shit
Stock nice piff
Am out here shittin on these bozos
Flow cold
While they bare gas,. Ozone
Smack I'm in is head
ears ringing like frodo
Keep missing sleep
Deep beats in ma dojo
Hol tight mesc ca that's own bro
Night time pest tend to check
where you don't go
Grab jack leed
Stab it ma bad knee
Gassing when the track peaks
let the dam man speak
The Gangs deep
Missing couple teeth
Rocking flat peak
Deranged kid
Prolly on a strange trip
Your coming with the plain shit s
I don't really rate it
That's basic
Bait kids
Type to get there mates nicked
Fake like a Face lift
Get raised like the stakes did
Vagrant rap goblin sat hovrin motion
Dropping potions got ma vision
spinning off the potence
Whats the notion
Pull away the background set
Got them sat round a speaker Sayn
howd that sound get
So untouched unhinged out of knowhere
Cold stare got ya dome scared hold there
Carve writerblocks to parralelograms
Selling grams
Ain't the fast track way to getting grands
Grammatical errors hold tight spell check
Roll thru a fezzy leaving tents recked
A tell guys thru mics
while sipping on red stripes
On tick for the next high.
A split it to get by
Stoned vocal
Get more grown local
Your whole sound ain't loud
I'm mo town soulful
Bus stop epiphany
Fuck em all not littraly
Fly on the wall checking imigary
Poke ma eyes I'm visionary
Are you kidding me
Are you kidding me
Writing on the wall all the things I see
Bored of ya literacy
Deranged kid
Prolly on a strange trip
Your coming with the plain shit s
I don't really rate it
That's basic
Bait kids
Type to get there mates nicked
Fake like a Face lift
Get raised like the stakes did
Yo I'm ghosting
The host that holds the most in
Roasting
any other rapper on a toast ting
Your boasting
But you ain't got an ounce of skill
You ain't I'll
less ya throwing up off taking quarter pills We keep it trill
Force ya dad to write to will
And then I'll hang him off
Anything that's high enough
Writing stuff
Can't keep focused less I'm high as fuck
Type it up
Then delete it in a second
What you reckon to the rhyme skill
Fucking excellent
Your praising to your gods
I'm standing next to em
A Jehst widem
Watching ya timelines through pendulums
Mic sniper veteran
Sideline the rest of em
Dam busting yeah ma flow escaping
Bankrupt constant liquidation
Vision chasing like a wikid shamon
Hesitating if the link is breaking
I ain't mitigating
Deranged kid
Prolly on a strange trip
Your coming with the plain shit s
I don't really rate it
That's basic
Bait kids
Type to get there mates nicked
Fake like a Face lift
Get raised like the stakes did
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5. |
6 SIX 6 (Prod.REPTAR)
03:36
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Let me give you something that some of you might struggle with
Hold that thought
We on some other shit
Bluga
Taking over it's a madness
I see em in the background
Fronting never Had this
Skints back looking Hansom
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6. |
£1 BULLSEYE ft CAGEY
04:37
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from a place full of flatcaps and whippets
Where cars get burned out
and possessions go missing
Hear the hissing when there's snakes round
Procrastinating on a basis lately
Should probly kick the habit
cause it makes me lazy
Ma brains mashed
stay back
maybe crazy
We Stray cats
8ths packed
Scraping daily
Did he say that
Bait chat
WastE behavey
In the jobby
Stoned in the lobby
Avoiding eye contact
A make it a hobby
Am just chillin
There's a villian in ma mindset
Come against the king
You need a sling
Get ya spine wrecked
Time check the mic threat
Am at a height that they just can't get
And I'm a fly like the shoes on ma feet
And keep moving
Spray heat
#################
Yo nobody got no love for skint
Get your own posse mine dont move with pricks
Go home
So stoned
ain't talking bricks
Stay cold
Pro bono sort of shit
#####################
Ma dicks long like three borders
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7. |
STR!KE ONE
03:49
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Sound dead pure gimmiky click
Should have focused on there sound
And not the video clips
Idiot pricks
Wipe em out like I'm taking a shit
Ma mind kinda stray when I spit
Blatant with it
Phat sound let em all get mad in the background
They hating on ma style
That shit is fine
I think that's sound
She come round
Now I'm tryna bore her brain out
Slightly fornicate now
She kinda like the taste wow stay loud
Amongst the silence
Kill flappers off side by side em
Ma mind side flying
Your rhyme style dying
Think you better go
before the mic starts crying
9 years in the game
and I'm only getti g better wit it
Development tip
Can't dead it with the sensoring shit
They couldn't handle the heat
so I work by myself
Skintman stays the name while I better ma wealth
#####
In the same space
but we ain't meeting
Cause it's clear
we don't do this for the same reasons
aint in the same lane
a stay cold freezin
Stone breezing keep the real ones close Eating
######
Creeping through the gutter of the city with a backpack
Couple packs a tinnies sutting with me
Cut the backchat
Bredda's looking didgy
Might just stick me think i have that
But he doesn't have that
Mostly smoke a fat sack
Stay ruff the anti buff squad
Stood strong
Act like a beg you fucked off
Look watch
Am total taking over this
Get over it
A bring a phatter sound
And I ain't sober kids
toe to toe with vocalist
Who wanna test ma lowest shit
couple ideas
plus ma gang
Ima roll with it
BALUGA
That's the name
That's the sound
That's the background
When set heads are here
Shut ya mouth
Keep ya chat down
Moving like I'm not at all
Let em think I'm stupid
Staying lucid
When they they drop the ball
Notice how I say when not if
Custom automated
While ya vibes on some stock shit
My host got the mosta
Cake for the wedding
fruit punch and mimosa Grey days do ma heddin
Stay blazed till they getting
Sun rays through the heading of the clouds in the studio
Couple stoned heads playing rounds of sebuteo
No leccy lights off lining a Zoot to roll
My life's changing ever rapidly
The more I think I know shit
More lessons start attacking me
Money motivated
So I rate it if ya stacking p
Lemme come and take it
Ain't a shame if it has to be
Oh you asked for me
Yeah it's skint again
Tryna find is legs
Through the eye of a drinking lens
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8. |
C0MPLEX
05:30
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I barely use any fag
Smoke a gram and you prang
He's the man
too gang for the gang
The Sound nang
Fresher than a KFC wetwipe
Walking like your bad get ya creps tied
Dead vibe
Resurrect it on a next hype
Might sell ma soul just get by
Let em talk all there shit
Take a back seat
Skint ain't a taxi
You can't ride the wave
Less I give u time of time day
Certified real ones round in the times of pain
That's ma proclamation
Amazing statement
I remember making beats on a playstation
Times have changed now I stay pacing
Got ma brain racing
Man I need a vacation
Ima stay racing
On the final stretch
Vaginas wet
Off the vinyl set
########
Why u gotta make shit so complex
Just lean withit
Don't test the beams kida
All asking him what's next
There ain't a formula
A maybe miss informing ya #########
Pass the blunt to the left and never put it down
Muddy sound
Fuck feds and the crown
Ma heads in the clouds
Pack smelling loud Like your mums toes bro
This skint rap live from the snow globe
Never kill that vibe never go home
And I'm still that guy when I'm solo
Times that by nine then a roll slow
Fine chick by ma side begging Don't go
Hi ho ho ho Christmas rap
Smoke a tree give ya bitch a slap
They dont know bro so so
Skint is back
On another dum diddly track
Rip that back
Shiny rig got the smoke chamber
Lone ranger
Bring through my own flavour
No saviour
Let the bros raise ya
Just for acting bait round tote strangers
###########
Why I gotta make shit so complex
Just lean withit
Don't test the beams kida
All asking him what's next
There ain't a formula
Am miss informing ya
#########
Ma gang a crude attitude like slap a dude
Smoking bubblegum
Feeling troublesome
Waving at my ex like
there goes another one
And another one
And another one
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9. |
G@SP (Prod.JACK DANZ)
03:17
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I see you you dont know
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10. |
TERRATOR!AL
04:21
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TERRATORIAL
05 February 2019
12:33
Bringing the levels and energy
when I be sending these pricks to the cemetery
Think they can get up ahead of me when they be falling behind all so steadily
Police are the enemy
Cos things aren't the way that they menna be
People unfriending me
Cos I'll be seeing and deleting them frenemies
Par for ma enemies...
Dont care bout ya past g
Gets peak on a beat stay craftee
Spray nasty
Hot topic like vegan pasty
Speeding fastlee
Catch mee
All eyes on skint
Cause am back in a room again
Smashing a tune again
Letting it loose on em
Tie up a noose
Fuck ya tunes I ain't choosing em
So much weed that are run out of rizla
lean back licked off a spliff that a give ya
Diversity
Bag of lyrics timed out so perfectly
Ain't heard of me
Been behind scene
Leveled up
ana climbed peak time to speak
Better duck from the sniper team
Watch ya clan get picked off silently
Itll ends violently
If you come to our show ana fight ya seek
Gold member
Short temper
Snatching mics outa hands when I enter
Cold,
December
More like Antarcticaaaaa
They wanna start cause they ain't going far with bars
At the bar
With a fine chick
Splifff
And a cold one
And I'll burn ya Rap style
Ya Factfile ain't taktile ya wack child
Right angle spliff skint slumped ina corner
I smoke high grade
You smoke fauna
Spaghetti on ma shirt but
It ain't ma mums tho
Yay gyal cooked it for me
With desert no crumbs tho
Your gang wear umbro
If a roll through Leeds then I might check
Scumbro
TBC fame
The mandem unknown
Take two hit and slouching back
With mountain Pack of that a dank
Strawberry cough
UnLimited stock
If you wanna cop that won't break the bank
Yeah I don't like company
Sitting here like fuck this country
Cause i wanna smoke skunk for free legally
So put up your hands up if ya feeeeling meeee
It might not be but it seems to beee
That I don't care
Mile long stare
And I'm Smiling cheek to cheek
Am sleeping
They all overly concious
spliff and a cold one
aint taking advice from no one
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11. |
LOU'S TAVERN
03:42
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All i needs a little confidence
so i can overcome these demons and make gods of them
there seems to be a lot of them
more than i had thought id brought along
maybe its anxiety but i ain't doing nothing wrong
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12. |
GLUTENOUS (Prod.REPTAR)
04:02
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Dat gone
Strictly smoking anything I get my hands on
This is UK Air max no AND1
Dance on the grave of thatcha
Bring the bitch back so I can happy slap that
Fuck the tax and the way they grab ya
Sippin 6 packs give a shit about rap
Noooo
Never
Or maybe a do
Bipolar Aggy rap style
Spilling the juice
Hitting the roof
Think ya need to give ya head a shake
Scroll down ya playlist
Pick me then levitate
Been around drugs since the yesterage
So we stick a little up our our nose
It's a getaway
Where's the driver
Thought he was behind ya
Now he's in ya blindspot
Moving like a spider
I'm blindo off the rider
Hope he gets here soon a can't find my fiver
find me a fat bitch then climb up insider
Just tryna relax with some crisps and a cider
A don't give a fuck about ya content
God sent
Down in the basement counting lost rent
Hot step
moving quickly
Come link up with the gang do it with me
Strictly
never halting the process
Ma some stressed
Hold breath
Struggling broke debt
Rat race at a fast pace
Minimum wage
Like spit in the face
Temptations to start up a line again
Doing lines with freinds ends in big spends
Time again
And time again
And time again
What's the hot topic
Skints lost the plot
Drawing pins playing dot to dot
What you got?
It ain't shit kid
Better leave out the JSA district
Day to day sick shit
Love weed
Fifty shades of grade
Spliff the pain away
###
Loads of it
I want loads of it
Never ask me for nothing don't owe u shit
Loads of it
I want loads of shit
I want His and Yours and his
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14. |
PRE ROLL
04:31
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Coming for everything that u got
Cause I am the epitomy
of everything your not
Checking the watch
The times goes By
like freight lines
I'm feeling it slipping
Take mine times 8 times
Got more to say
Do it in lesser way
Blunts filled with lemonade
Called so I sent the grade
Cold low centigrade
Cause a ruckus
fuck it take ya TV All cadge
Like the neighbors didn't see me ball bags
Begging grats from a small screen
2 bedroom house
The floor decors all green
Ya nose bridge broke off the coke sniff
Hold this liquor type mix while I go piss
Stocking tight shit and they know this
Skint be the coldest
Fuck time wasting I ain't quite patient
In the beat lab feel the floor vibrating
Rhyme statement
Never said enough
Hold tight ma TBC gang getting up
******
Heavy stuff
Cut raw they can't get enough
Done for the real the heads and fuck
We ever ready bruv
So don't approach this
Cold shit
Putty in ma hands keep moulding
*****
Fuck you!
Call me CE lo green
Bring nuva lev of funk like a premo beat
Free load steez
Like let me see those please
Hold back
Let the beat notes breath
Keep the real ones close
No fake IDs
Never been so close
Is that the place I need
A take time
Spin the track in forward motion
Wavey oceanic
All the ladies go to grab it boasting
Chickens get scranned
At the one stop
Two zuggy
Big bag of cans
And where on top
What's what
Fuck now's never did
Clever kid
Never really noticed till he said some shit
Like who the fuck they want it with
Yeah am rude but it's honest kid
Tryna find time got a lot of it
Might write a line while I'm on 6
Watch this
******************
Heavy stuff
Cut raw they can't get enough
Done for the real the heads and fuck
We ever ready bruv
So don't approach this
Cold shit
Putty in ma hands keep moulding
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