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eyez - warm up sessions [s 10.ep16] sbtv lyrics

ayee
b-b-b b-b-b buckaii
sbtv
myself eyez
it’s eyezzz mannn
ooooooooo
shing shing … shing
derbs on the map
shout out jamal edwards on cam ye
look out for ma flipping first single dropping called init produced by zdot

listen..

i ain’t playing anymore. say no more. i ain’t saying anymore
man come down like the rain when it pours
hurricane or a storm, better stay in your doors
cuz i ain’t playing anymore. say no more. i ain’t saying anymore
man come down like the rain when it pours
hurricane or a storm, better stay in your doors

got grams. weigh it on pans
man chop rocks like hopscotch
and ma bruddahs always on about rolling stones, you would think that the mandem love rock
and ma little acki ran into a bruddah. now its peak for that guy
gotta get his leg chopped off
? i ain’t seen him in a while. cah he got food on t then f-cked off

a man know that my young box em like a ? you could get your whole face punched off
n a couple man came to ma end with skengs but n0body heard no gunshots
n i wanna see the mandem prevail but most of ma mandem in jail;
its f-cked up
you don’t want war, come to your front door
i got a long sword; i don’t use nunchucks

skinny little bruddah i should pump up
i’ll go gym, that’s long blud
there’s only one god. everyone’s human
man tryna act like they wouldn’t die if a guy shoots em
boww. your not mutant
if man back at the stick, man mute em
shhhh. stop talking
i’m ready for the war. it’s a war ting

think that derby’s country. don’t get comfy, youts will rap you
in my ends there’s no signal
you can’t call feds. feds can’t back you
man thinks it’s trees and farms, you’ll see wagwan if you came packed foods
few white dons in tracksuits, asian boys, europeans and black dudes

anybody can get it
i got ackies on camels in deserts
they ain’t petting, no bury a peasant
if man can’t learn then i teach them a lesson
have you lost your mind about eyez ain’t sick
i knock down the door with a flying kick
me n ma bruddahs, we don’t play no games
please don’t snitch, don’t say no names
man are tryna make me crack like cookie cocaine
remember the days when i couldn’t go raves
now i get bookings in spain
it’s like i took control, had to look in both ways
have you lost your mind. stop, think twice
your flows sick but i bet i’m harder. (uh)
i drop bars for the gyal, then turn mans wife to a belly dancer. (uh)

the ting kicks back like jackie. had man bammie
first he was acting aggy, i got bruddahs in the alley that are scatty
n my young g knows about war, he’s iraqi
that’s my acki, i hit road in my woioi trackie
me i get banging kush from afghani
never the dead ting. piff piff peng ting
if not then i get kush from cali

the ting kicks back like chang
cl!ck clack then bang. pitch plastic man
man aren’t gang but they’re acting gang
you don’t even wanna get trapped in that… that’s longgg
get jacked or kidnapped, get spun
? got a big kickback, get bun
f-ck all that chit chat. get spun, get flung, eyez sting gets..

the golden boys still flying the flag
long time man i had grime in the bag
man can’t tell me about putting in work
can’t tell me about grime, are you mad?
man don’t know what i know. know
they think they know, but they don’t. don’t
i only showed you the ropes and i got techniques that n0body knows

i’m still big puppa. got that pukka
haze or blues. wooo
you can smell this from a mile
bet that your friend says save man twos
prolly got the engine on
she about to maul man down. vroom vroom
honey where’s your bredrin gone
why’s he not a roadman now. init init

b-b-b buckaii
myself eyez
look out for my brother locks

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