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carns hill - camera man lyrics

[intro: carns hill & scribz]
srb separation confirmed
coming up on staging the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes; five seconds
[?], trap, sj, se, [?], [?]
yeah, all of that
6-6-6-6-7
bare man in videos acting like they’re banging
no one ain’t f-cking banging
goin’ on like you don’t know where you step, man
come on, man, who you fooling?

[verse 1: scribz]
i’ll give you five blocks that we did it on
just skrr’d in or just walked in
corn flying at everyone (bow!)
i’ve seen bare p-ssio’s falling (dropped)
them young boys got hit too, if you’re at the vids then you’re all in
(stupid)
the mash f-cked up in a man’s face
oh god, why you blessing?
how it bang when he run off and how that corn miss his bredren?
have me charged off my am’ spliff with m just in my ear stressing
dimz’ looked at me shocked
asap’s p-ssed
me? i’m no messing
man’s back up in the field (lurking)
mainstream’s still tryna drill
you can’t question if a man’s real (no)
two corn left, like three man down and we still came ’round tryna chill (forget)
can’t talk about pressure, it feels like we’re winning ten-nil (comfy)
man took it to any man’s block that said we’re all neeks, that said we’re not real

[chorus: scribz]
two spanners with a thousand hours (ay)
i’m feeling like a handyman
two cannon’s on a opp block
funny how they call me the cameraman
mainstream’s still doin’ jump-out gang (gang, gang)
opp thot’s wanna hang with man
man chat dis’ w-ss but we’re good with the waps
man’s out here wicked and bad
two spanners with a thousand hours (hmm)
i’m feeling like a handyman
two cannon’s on a opp block (yep)
funny how they call me the cameraman
mainstream’s still doin’ jump-out gang (gang, gang)
opp thot’s wanna hang with man (gang)
man chat dis’ w-ss but we’re good with the waps
man’s out here wicked and bad

[verse 2: scribz]
see me with m (m-m), see with me rose (rose, rose)
don’t matter if it’s c.o.d
snoop and asap there in the cut
doin’ up real-life c.o.d (hmm)
monkey will tell you: countless time’s we done search and destroy on the neeks
bally on my face, big–ss jacket
step ’round looking like reeks and b (free reeks)
but it’s me, and my gangdem (gang, gang)
two loads, the spinner’s—man brang them (gang, gang)
[?] soon home for the works he mashed
but he did it at random (he missed)
me? i just caught me a n.f.a
boy, i did it at random (yeah)
how many time’s did i spot me a opp, no wap or fl!cky and banged them? (countless times)
and that’s countless times, i ain’t gotta lie when i rap on tracks
(no, no)
bare talk that they shot me, that talk there got five man whacked
(five man whacked)
still lean on the ops, man’s out here wicked and bad (gang, gang)
[?] graa!

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