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g.r.4.y (uk) - random (remix) lyrics

[verse 1:]

you got knottin on me pr+ck, diss ain’t random
god musta been one handsome b+st+rd
cus i been lookin in the mirror, like “d+mn, am it”
think i was born for the glam, glitz
boutta put runny on the map with a d+mn blitz, like the fam biz
you didn’t get that, how tragic (like my life + but you already knew dat kid)
but, amma change dah, won’t happen random
didn’t know been puttin hours in the background
why ye laughin with those tw+ts, actin like ye put man ground?
man down, but am back runnin up the sound now
so, get them racks out
send the ‘cashcow’
am the f+ckin goldmine with the golden arch
but, won’t let no m tear man apart
i just flipped that to a win, d+ckhead, and wha?

[verse 2:]

now every ting calculated, hits aren’t random
aim that where ye consciencе lackin, get to bangin on all you b+st+rds rubber band snappin’

drum a gang, casual
corn just ran, town knew
gun еm down and you
thunder sound, yeah am strikin from the cloud + zeus
how am bout to f+ck the game
had my d+ck in for it time, but you never knew that, mate
you just followed all the lies and it led you to your grave, what a shame

good riddance, never burned a bridge, they used me as one for image
so am on my ones, but, all am seein is zero’s
no being a hero

(guess you reap what you sow)

[verse 3:]
all that trauma, couldn’t keep in control
so, i left scene bluntly, but, yee know
nah, you dont
you never f+ckin will
that’s why ye ears perkin up, i just caught all your appeal, ugh

try and stir this sh+t, am bout to break the pot, take all of the shards, cut deep an’ make a lot
but, to be honest, dosh is not what i want; cus’ i’ll still be alone every night in a rot

so, i stay punchin clock till my fist breaks
came in game like ‘this sh+t is a p+sstake’
but, i ain’t in bowl kickin back, am still in chains locked in zone with now; tryna reframe the matrix

no tate but i will retake the bases
shake up this place, yeah, just regain the cadence
while you replay the takings i just remain the greatest, nah, f+ck all that basic; need to teach pain in statements
keep all you sheep in check
so much to gain when there ain’t knottin’ left
mad dog of the leash boutta take it there, this is for the pain you gave

(blood you shed)

[outro:]
left kid on read
red kid on left
who you kiddin now? pr+ck i been that man
boutta make it right, you selfrighteous b+tches boutta feel the strife
too many man on hitlist tried to make man die, but am still here kickin’; boutta let it fly, on all these pifftings, watch their soul just rise
cus’ my c+cks so brilliant, precision did the time
plottin’ this for years, grittin, villainous mastermind
keep the ting on ping, cl!ck, bang, f+ck ye lie

- g r 4 y uk lyrics

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