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brucka & dt (lth) - never made it far (original) lyrics

[verse 1]
roll him up and snap when i burn his soul
we make dem pour yak but his mum’s upset ’cause the case unsolved
ga–gang got 5 in a night, how’s pj alive, he got yucked and smoked?
fat boy got bun out his clothes, would’ve been here today if it wasn’t for konez
i’m happy, he ran [?] smoked
three in the dots, the rest in my coat
for folks, i’ll stop man’s post
morning road, now streets with smoke
that car or bike with a rusty pole
if stig that stick, can’t speak the untold
fat perm in the air can we roll
[?] fling me the roach
s1 died, got his card revoked

[verse 2: dt]
adv or 3 double’o, put your hand in the air like your raising a toast (boy, boy)
watch it spray like colongne, and this corn ain’t sweet cah it’s breaking your bones
got the drop on his dome, so we went to his home (front door)
bruck the back then load, expose on bine coming out the pole
can’t talk on that cah the case ain’t closed (no comment)
gangs baking his soul (love)
now the uc’s [?] (sad)
i don’t mean to provoke, me and bro sort deals like a garden hose (wet)
i’m knees deep in and my marjay know (sorry mum)
got beef with the pole, gotta keep on my toes it won’t leave me alone
tally, cah we got five in a row
this [?] shots, same time it was cold (boy)
cah the snow [?] the paigons know (they know)
i seen the paigons blow, me and bro got one in the paigons zone
now got the paigon [?], try to scheme on the bros (haha)
catfish gang but the paigons [?]
come to the ends but the paigons won’t (safe)
cah they shoot and miss open goals
[verse 3: brucka]
spot that from far, tell bro get close
man i love when they walk 10 toes
spot checks in hill for chilling in tulse
got love for my t’s and my gi folks
chest shot gang if your beefing pole
her uncles dead and she gives me throat
put up a mans b+tch on wandsworth road
i’m cheeky as f+ck but they already know
bally up, ready up on the drive with boots and gloves
worma’s dead let me roll him up
6 in the spinner and 6 we rubbed
your f+cked if you buck into one of us
that’s exit wounds and punctured lungs
your f+cked, that’s exit wounds and punctured lungs

[verse 4: dt]
he got smoked on a sunday
couple hours later gang got the update
monday bine, now the boy can’t run straight (boy)
this foot long didn’t come from the subway (no)
he got turned to a strain (safe)
he’s on the ground like the train on the subway
out on the hill where [?] (love)
used to come that was one phase (one time)
he got put on the front page (uh)
they lost most of their subs on one game
f+ck sake, gun play show you about one aim (boy)
still out and they scream like sunday
still stick to my knife like duct tape
we got darts but they [?]
free reload, free nutcase (free em)
take flight for the bine or run away (woi+woi)

- brucka dt lth lyrics

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