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j hus – scene lyrics

[verse 1]
in and out of rentals
two bedroom apartment
two two jibs on my expensive garment
keep a stick in a uni boy’s bas-m-nt
any altercation, business relation
money conversation, build a foundation
this ain’t no street gang, b-tch this a mafia
linking up in traffic with drug trafficker
mash in the car cause a m-ssacre

[chorus]
don’t make me cause scene
rudeboy i’ll clap you in your bean
get away get away clean
long where you been?
i’ve been tryna find the machine
everything ain’t really what it seemed
don’t make me cause scene
rudeboy i’ll clap you in your bean
get away get away clean
long where you been?
i’ve been tryna find the machine
everything’ ain’t really what it seemed

[verse 2]
ju ju j in your face, touching my waist
spray up the place and spray up again just in case
trying to play nice guy, that sh-t don’t work
mashing work, they mash works
had to go berserk, had to divert
i rob and i jerk, i camp and i lurk
linked up with the turks
get merked from the merc
if i reach in my pouch i’m on dirts
his last words were ouch that hurts
you can’t relate i talking broad day date
one man escaped then we blamed up his mate
straight, all the bread i had to break for my bredrins sake
all my n-gg-s in the can i just pray and i wait
had a dream that my n-gg- pitch broke out
girl get d-cked down and get choked out
keep scr-w-ng’ till you eyes get poked out

[chorus]
rudeboy i’ll clap you in your bean
get away get away clean
long where you been?
i’ve been tryna find the machine
everything’ ain’t really what it seemed
don’t make me cause scene
rudeboy i’ll clap you in your bean
get away get away clean
long where you been?
i been tryna find the machine
everything’ ain’t really what it seemed

[verse 3]
twenty bells, twenty bells, twenty bells when we drift by
the specs are disguise, i don’t like this guy
i closing my left eye, they think i’m winking but i’m aiming
bloke invasion, i don’t say nathan
they making allegation, my creps alligator
no explanation for my bad behaviour
your whole bloke baking, find a block thats safer
what’s a reputation? do him in the elevator (f-ck your rep)
pure grease coming through your speaker
i’m a clapper not a speaker
ashed out my zoot with my valentino sneaker
local slanger, neighbourhood dealer
e15 banger, me, {?} and creeper
it only get deeper, i’m a [?] you’re a leaker
how you make a song with a opps and ask me for a feature?
look at this opper, look at this creature
imma do it proper somebody had to teach her

[bridge]
this whole year is pull up season
every disco, every fashion show, every barbecue we deyah
we taking all their food, in fact they are the food
freedom to the f-cking hyenas

[chorus]
don’t make me cause scene
rudeboy i’ll clap you in your bean
get away get away clean
long where you been?
i’ve been tryna find the machine
everything’ ain’t really what it seemed
don’t make me cause scene
rudeboy i’ll clap you in your bean
get away get away clean
long where you been?
i’ve been tryna find the machine
everything’ ain’t really what it seemed

[outro]
don’t make me cause a scene
don’t make me cause a scene
don’t make me cause a scene
don’t make me cause a scene

- j hus lyrics

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