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grim sickers - 49-0 lyrics

[intro]
sickers, yeah?
man’s 49 and 0 out here
the art of boxing’s to hit and not get hit
so when a man does that, you gotta respect the art
wbo, wba, all them t-tles
filthy gears

[verse]
i’ll bottle man with the wray & neph
hundred clops to the head
push some work on his leg
bodybag him, then next
46 and 0 like joe kawasaki
all-black leathers in a black ducati
till i write off the ting like michael schumaki
run up on your set like 92 ninja
man will get slump and flung and injure
soul will fly in the air and linger
man get rip on the insta
i walked in the game like naseen hamed
what you done, that excuse ain’t valid
got cloth talk like damon dash
but i’ve got cloth talk like dj khaled
off the top rope like rob van damage
37 and 0 like gennady golovkin
don’t indirect me, speak up properly
what you done on your last tune was a mockery
swing it out like any of the rocky
went radio to get a cheque and then i’m offski
49 and 0 like rock marciano
bun an mc until he’s black like charcoal
five thousand volts just like rascal
dump in the moat outside of the castle
got no game like diaby in -rs-nal
24 and 0 like billy joe saunders
beat him black and yellow like wiz
nah, black and yellow like boy in da corner
hot man up like the steam in a sauna
sickers don’t answer private caller
25 and 0 like fury tyson
finishing move, come like m. bison
drive all the mc with no license
you in the hospital bed, all frightening
22 and 0 like errol spencey
sickers, got no search on the entry
shut down boiler, shut down eski
man lick shots like emile heskey
28 and 0 like keithy thurman
me against you? god knows i’ll earth him
if i do a 360, that’s curtains
last two years, man, sickers been murking
49 and 0 like money made floyd
man are moving like brad and troy
you’re getting spun and sickers on point
19 and 0 like anthony josh
lick him in the back with a policeman cosh
half of these mcs moving all washed
32 and 0 like andre ward
leave him spread, conked out on the floor
left and right to the side of the jaw

- grim sickers lyrics

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