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abra cadabra - pon dem lyrics

[verse 1]
blud, i came from nothing
i ain’t ever going back
but still i don’t lack
can’t get nicked with this wap
but it’s the only thing that got on my back
i know that you heard that the hood’s gone berzerk
yeah, it’s true tottenham’s gone mad
yeah, it’s drill or be drilled, that’s that
used to be your darg, now he wan’ soon slap
yeah it’s mad how we living on the block
we still in the field
if you ain’t got heart you get benched
war then war then the war they will get
you’re lowkey
tell them boy they soon dead
young scat tell them used to come take my life
any violation held man ride
i was with shh on the other side
my man coulda lost his life when he crashed that bike
[?] cause my heart’s in fully
aim straight
all my n-gg-s aim straight
beat the turner till the blow’s down fully
them boy there from over there get bullied
on the other side get jookey
in the girl’s yard get jookey
she knows that i hang with some drillers and trappers
she wants drillers and trappers in her p-ssy

[verse 2]
i don’t know what these [?] can’t see
but i’m really in the field like trees
duck man down with the mandem
mad ting, sad ting
blud, let’s just leave it as that
you don’t wanna see [?] with the gat
creep and qweng with kash
mash work over there in the gaff
still screaming
“f-ck the other side 10 times, all of these youngers, they be writing statements”
all of them p-ss-es complaining
that’s why we cover our faces
still doing no-face-no-case sh-t
big dum-dums got a face licked
i might just call on starman
if i really want a man [?]
when they [?]
wouldn’t even bring her down [?]
she tried to scream “babe”, don’t allow that
she gave man breezy, breezy, she bad
how’s man talking ’bout road
like the g’s don’t do nuff pavements
step in the road, i’m violent
weapons longer than statements
gunshots on all pagans

[chorus]
crash corn and chef pon dem
anyhow man step pon dem
buy guns and qweng pon dem
pon dem
pon dem
anyhow man woosh pon dem
any corn get dropped pon dem
walk and live
walk and live
talk and b-mbaclart dead
crash corn and chef pon dem
anyhow man step pon dem
buy guns and qweng pon dem
pon dem
pon dem
anyhow man woosh pon dem
any corn get dropped pon dem
walk and live
walk and live
talk and b-mbaclart dead
crash corn and chef pon dem
anyhow man step pon dem
buy guns and qweng pon dem
pon dem
pon dem
anyhow man woosh pon dem
any corn get dropped pon dem
walk and live
walk and live
talk and b-mbaclart dead
crash corn and chef pon dem
anyhow man step pon dem
buy guns and qweng pon dem
pon dem
pon dem
anyhow man woosh pon dem
any corn get dropped pon dem
walk and live
walk and live
talk and b-mbaclart dead

- abra cadabra lyrics

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