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hornsey - lightwork freestyle lyrics

[intro]
ayy cee, tell em

[verse 1: biz]
lemme kick back and hold the meds
and take a 2’s on them mans friends
sitting with bro like you pretend to be on gang but it’s empty threats
try do him once then do him again
i swing my shank and it’s aimed at them
yeah it’s aimed at them
and all they wanna do is tweak on net
that sh+t there’s ments
they ain’t got no corn so it’s threats they send
sitting at home and i know they’re vexed
cah the a+gang stepped and left man drenched
they ain’t got much left
patrol their block like i’m from their ends
if a yute gets spot then their place gets set
it’s an instant ting tryna leave man dead
tell bro just do him
tryna push this blade right through him
or two hands on the dots i’ll boom him
whole gang’s head been on a loose screw ting
hold up, who’s that yute there scr+w+ng?
it weren’t no yat
that bro just moved him
back to the block with the bot just move it
this real sh+t is more than music
let me make this known
my gang rise it and aim for domes
so you best move fast don’t run too slow
’cause another opp boy won’t make it home
heard him say “oh no,” the gang pulled up
like that man want blow
we can air this out or get mans throat
the a man game send man below
[verse 2: scarz]
cats in trap no sphynx
jinx, we’re letting it spray no lynx
sh+ts don’t bang so we’re letting them sink
think, corn fly back don’t blink
these n+ggas don’t learn no grammar
hop out in my grey bandana
banger defend that block miranda
give man two black eyes no panda
kick back and blast it
market, drip heist that no arctic
bro’s handting gon chip hit targets
spartan rep it, splash no artist
man just stack that no city, litty
bro like i’m up in whitty
i got the hotline on live like billy
busy, pull up get sent no 50
splash like tom no daley
hazy, mark that opp no bailey
crazy, splash that throat like brady
drip, splash, got a .22 rainy
murder on my mind like melly, sh+lly
i leave that liquor no henny
splash man down for the racks
straight pennies, petty
run down lots get jetty
jetty, flash they’re dashing
dashing, cut tru’ drip then splash him
splash him, crash him, rip him, crack him
crack him, whack him, slip then nap him
whip, whip, whip and rocket, rocket chop it
back and wash it, wash it chop it
bro can pocket, take mans profit
felt like mitch i’m booming
pull up to your block watch them boys start zooming
gang pull up start shooting
ask who i am, prolly f+ck one cuban
hot like a rocket no houston
cuban, link that one no fusion
shoot, get hit like cupid
this one was
but man don’t know about the setting
[?] watch, jump and wet him
felt like ralph i’m wrecking
b+tch go low start necking
flip that b+tch start grabbing the bedding
gotta fly out from the crib with my weapon
link with biz we’re stepping
stretch that pack no yoga
poser, burst mans head no soda
head in the stars no yoda, cobra
caught a white and i put straight yola
can’t trust no b+tch or n+gga
realer, told me in the trap who figure
k!ller, leap that blood spill liquor
bigga, still knock down that pillar

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