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emz x n8 - blockz lyrics

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[intro: emz]
no airforces, no creases now, take me for digdat

[chrous: emz]
i’m trying to stay up the bunks, deets, and for one night i’m gone. (gone)
feds won’t ever catch me, i’ll be here then on ten toes
hacking all them opps, be like “whats going on i’m confused?” (yeah)
dem man there, them pagans still praying up them haram skets
dash down the grubs that the pigs won’t ever clock
ching a man on the leg, leg, not down on the neck
see an opp at these ends, could ching those legs down the block
no smallies on this beat, get treated like you treated us

[verse 1: emz]
my bars, my notes, my words come through like kit-kats
no airforces, no creases now, take me for digdat
got a peng ting looking all lovely with a big back
north-west london the ends don’t know you like that
started from scratch and ended up hating or just going mad (going mad)
in the bando making the sweets and taking the treats [?] happy
bally-bally on my face no recognition, need no ammunition
lights up granted death my bro [?] to sleep

[chrous: emz]
i’m trying to stay up the bunks, deets, and for one night i’m gone. (gone)
feds won’t ever catch me, i’ll be here then on ten toes
hacking all them opps, be like “whats going on i’m confused?” (yeah)
dem man there, them pagans still praying up them haram skets
dash down the grubs that the pigs won’t ever clock
ching a man on the leg, leg, not down on the neck
see an opp at these ends, could ching those legs down the block
no smallies on this beat, get treated like you treated us

[verse 2: random yute]
my flow comes random, yeah it’s critical, english can’t tell me ’bout syllables
if they say i’m dead, control delete and i double that
[?] come with a black suit, bat knight in gotham (batman)
“do you still talk to her?”, no bro i forgot dem (no way)
four bars in my notes, my words come through like a kit-kat
new airforces, take me for digdat
bro had to dash that grub, till the feds done pulled out their badges
come out av with a bag, ’cause the pockets aren’t big enough for the stack

[chrous: emz]
i’m trying to stay up the bunks, deets, and for one night i’m gone. (gone)
feds won’t ever catch me, i’ll be here then on ten toes
hacking all them opps, be like “whats going on i’m confused?” (yeah)
dem man there, them pagans still praying up them haram skets
dash down the grubs that the pigs won’t ever clock
ching a man on the leg, leg, not down on the neck
see an opp at these ends, could ching those legs down the block
no smallies on this beat, get treated like you treated us



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