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c1 (lth) - mad about bars lyrics

part 1

[intro: kenny allstar]
ghosty
i’m not gonna lie, you lot know we’ve seen a lot of young guys on this drill ting
rah, it’s bkay you know
this one here, up there with one of the special ones to watch
lth, stand up
man like c1
this is mad about bars and this one is a mazza

[verse 1]
catch me an opp and i’m chinging him sideways, exit wounds leave that one stressed
we don’t ride out with iphones, i ain’t tryna do my drill for the net
act up, get cheffed down, make it bulge like i asked an address
who done who? but i can’t confess, me, point to the spot like a ref
full time, no ninety, show my fans all love and respect
i done it with skid, we stepped, i done it with s, who’s next?
i got banned from my local shop, which sim, don’t get me vexed
they said i can’t be on ends but i breach that sh-t like i ain’t got sense
and i ain’t no talker, i hope skid don’t do a paul walker
there’s opps in a four door, go ready up and bro that’s a order
i’m tired of them man driving past in cabs, who you tryna fool?
had man running in blocks from school, rusty 9, came back with tools
what i’ve done for the gang, for the strip, you’d think i’m taking the p-ss
like jeff hardy, i take high risks, like aubameyang, make man flip
(flip-flip-flip-flip-flip-flip-flip)
lt, my side, my bits, from young i’ve known real sh-t
you can ask slim what it’s like on the ride, can’t be —– and drop my knife
and run like young —–, fine, i ain’t gonna waste my time
three for twenty, four for twenty five, both of the barrels in line
we got someone’s mcm dashing, didn’t even look back twice
i so mi like it like spice, i ain’t getting done for some steak and rice

part 2

[interlude: kenny allstar]
what did i tell you?
see the way he gets in them pockets? it’s different, watch out
man like c1, oof
mom, money every’s making beats again
well if you didn’t know, he’s got a mixtape out right now, it’s called tulse hill slums
but let’s go back in with another beat

[verse 2]
sweet one tryna be miss c, she can never be miss c
i just stepped in the t, i’m looking at my merlin spazz this fiend
i’ll jump out and beat, i’m running down bare of these ic3’s
i’m with t, same way i’m with s and breeze
ready up, no fortnite, i need me a mil to my name like meek
24 hours in the t, that’s not me, i give it to b
he staged his death, certain man get slapped and scream
what’s so hard to go step for you g, like sj, i’ll just step and squeeze
us man ‘ere don’t sell no dreams
he done bolt and he done blake, he done lightning mcqueen
you wouldn’t think two live oc, it’s a four door ford with a lot of lt’s
opp thot wanna take this meat, me, trap hard like ace in the streets
dump off and they all retreat
think first, don’t speak, don’t end up on itv
don’t slip with your life, we play for keeps, nuttin’ round here ain’t free
and i don’t know nuttin’ ’bout dem man, not by me then local skengman
do it how i done it with gangland, say the wrong word, get done like hangman

- c1 lth lyrics

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