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ghetts - ic3 lyrics

[intro: ghetts & skepta]
all black attire
draw back and fire
my n+gga dem ride out
horseback for hire
full clip in the dryer
i ain’t talking richard
but i’m talkin’ prior
what you know bout death and bury?
what you know about pressin’ semi? (huh)
what you know ’bout? (greaze)
what you know ’bout ghetts and skeppy? (go on then)

[verse 1: skepta]
i feel like i’m born again
me and ghetts on a track and it’s feeling like the rooftop all again
yeah we’re firin’ that corn again
get the toe tags and the body bags in
soon as they told me about the power that came with the black skin
unlocked it then i tapped in
alchemist, when i feel the pressure i make diamonds
i cannot stop gettin’ the racks in

[verse 2: ghetts]
who woulda thought back then
we’d be some powerful black men
back when, we was in estates i was trapped in, trappin’
y’all don’t know how this impacted us
can’t look a n+gga when flats are us
abandoned flats where the mandem trap
i took a few l’s in my champion hat
came back like a champion and landed jabs while bein’ branded black
[verse 3: skepta]
african man, you see the jewels on my neck
class of deja, went school with the best
when i fire my lyrics, you know i shoot for the chest and the head
eyes roll back, better check if he’s dead
i cannot act for the image
i’m in the motherland putting racks in the village
what you talkin’ ’bout, willis?
ever see me on the iphone, better know i’m talkin’ ’bout b’iness

[verse 4: ghetts]
don’t tell me to go back where i came from
when the queen sits there in stolen jewels
cool, i’ll go back with a chain on
i light up the place like akon
i got a bullet with your name on
bloodstains on the pavement you played on
you think i give a f+ck about a loose screw?
my brudda, my whole brain’s gone

[chorus: ghetts & skepta]
look in the mirror
i see king, i see me
i see who? i see what? ic3
look in the mirror
i see king, i see me
i see what? i see who? ic3
[verse 5: skepta]
yeah
please don’t talk about numbers
i don’t wanna hear what he did
talk about me, you’re talking undefeated
talk about sk, g, h + no introduction needed
the queen offered me the mbe
i said no and i raised my fist
i went home, got my chieftaincy, now i’m back on the strip
police stop me in the street, they wanna take a pic

[verse 6: ghetts]
there’s only one ghetts and there’s only one skepta
blood of a king so i named my son emperor
you see, right now i’m on a mad one
i need red rooms for the whole month, pepstar
i ain’t gonna say i don’t want no smoke
like man don’t know i am the drug tester
the young mad boy old n+ggas love lecture
diamond under pressure

[verse 7: skepta]
them man are playing question time
talkin’ about + who’s next in line?
who da best in grime?
all we wanna know is who gonna stand the test of time?
labels on the phone and i had to press decline
with a heart like mine
how could i quit? bought a crib out of the bits
mumzy proud of the kids
didn’t wanna play us on the radio
we took the ting worldwide, now man are p+ssed
[verse 8: ghetts]
i’m a serial cheat, i got too many exes
don’t know how long i been dumping
where was you when that boy better know and that movement ‘ere right now, man are wonderin’
some of you n+ggas need humblin’
i got drink that needs pourin’
got weed that needs crumblin’
got gyal asking my real name
my mum don’t even call me justin

[chorus: ghetts & skepta]
look in the mirror
i see king, i see me
i see who? i see what? ic3
look in the mirror
i see king, i see me
i see what? i see who? ic3

[verse 9: skepta]
go on then, go on then, go on then, draw for the ‘chete
bullets start droppin’ down like confetti
won’t bring a strap if the beef is petty
nah, rudeboy, i just draw for the ‘chete
make your belly look like a bowl of spaghetti
leave your lip bust and your forehead sweaty
i make you wish you never drawed the machete
go on then, you think you’re ready?
(greaze)

[outro]

god forgive me if i bust my nine
god forgive me if i bust my nine
i don’t wanna get locked up like shyne
[?] to bust my nine
i bust one bust two bust three
i bust four bust five bust six
i bust seven bust eight bust nine
and i bust ten

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