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[intro]
ghosty
(we got next of kin blaming doctors, they lose one a year, that’s too often)
(got the pr glued to my pocket, when the shotty’s long, we just chop it)
(i’m sick of basic and loses, i know they’re sick of taking them loses)
(we couldn’t could all these coffins, your friend held that corn cause you dodged it)

[verse 1]
search and destroy, that’s us
free r6, ttrap and chuckz
they got half of my team in cuffs
gi got bird, cah’ he k!lled one pup (puppy)
all this talk like they’re riding, what packs you smoking, you punks? (none)
i put of three of them boys in one, three different blocks, three different buds
broadday whеn i done it in wano, over ten of thеm felt these hollows
back door bust with this wap that i borrowed, slap that twice and he says “oh+oh”
bro stabbed him and i followed, he kept his life till he felt that bine (bow)
three of them lost their lives, that was just year, don’t question my guys
too catty, i’m way too active, ten toes anywhere with my hand ting
half of my team’s just caged in, step on the pavement, i terrorize lambeth (normal)
and i dare man question my badness, cah’ i ain’t like this old school hasbins (eedit)
three waps up, that’s standard, if we didn’t plan it, it’s nothin but shankings
point blank, left blackz on a stretcher, [?] got bored tryna act like a wrestler
i should be ot, dishing out testers, but i’m in the [?], tryna add to the tension
but goose got torn up tendons, count yourself lucky that you ain’t on a pendant
lv get’s slapped up often, he does matrix, and he hits his bredrin
still tryna find out who packed him, smile on my face, like who knows?
free kizz, gave a boy about nineteen wounds, and now he can’t do road
bro hit two with one, and one day i got two with my borer
twelve guage coming like gora, chop that to s when i’m doing explora’
you don’t know about broad+day stepping, i’m live in the brix’ tryna hide this weapon
point blank left rex in heaven, blade in his spine and corn in his melon
skeng, that’s dead+shot, cause rare if my broski miss (never miss)
st, no leg shots, it’s to common how he hits them wigs
‘[chorus]
we got next of kin blaming doctors
they lose one a year, that’s too often (too much)
got the pr glued to my pocket, when the shotty’s long, we just chop it (chop it)
i’m sick of basic and loses, i know they’re sick of taking them loses
we couldn’t count all these coffins, your friend held that corn cause you dodged it (what you mean?)
we got next of kin blaming doctors
they lose one a year, that’s too often
got the pr glued to my pocket, when the shotty’s long, we just chop it (chop it)
i’m sick of basic and loses, i know they’re sick of taking them loses
we couldn’t count all these coffins, your friend held that corn cause you dodged it

[verse 2]
peddy on e, i gotta make it, it’s just perfect, i can’t let this slide (can’t)
your friend got shot then lied, try say that he didn’t, but his mum told mine (liar)
i’m p+ssed when i hear they survive, got me looking at bro like “why do we try?” (f+ck)
i can’t lie, i’m in love with the glides, on the route to c, won’t stop till they die (dead up)
someone tell me i’m lying, we had four of their parents crying
if you could call it a truce, they’d be trying, but it’s too late cah’ their friends been flying
we had striker doing up bench, must’ve lost his boots when we chopped his head (ching)
the catfish gang is mence, first bando, then fresh home steggz
drose is a well known patient, got it times two, he’s the doctor’s favourite
td got aped on the mains, should’ve been in the grave, but the doctor’s saved him (lucky)
training day, that was leyton, fifteen opp block tours, no raving
three am’s i was raging, belmarsh living, i was too impatient
[chorus]
we got next of kin blaming doctors
they lose one a year, that’s too often
got the pr glued to my pocket, when the shotty’s long, we just chop it
i’m sick of basic and loses, i know they’re sick of taking them loses
we couldn’t count all these coffins, your friend held that corn cause you dodged it



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