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juke (lab tv) - role models lyrics

[intro]

i still…still, can’t believe it
ho weeee, you know who it is
jukey b, big up cl!cks, big up weaver, big up nighty, big up lee
it’s muzzleflash all day, you know what it is
let me show you a thing or two, watch it

[verse 1]

the fact is, i want cash so i’m preaching the bars
sick of standing on the ground tryin to reach for the stars
remember good times, holidays, speech in the car
now i’m stressed out inhaling nicotine and the tar
it’s muzzleflash, take the youngers in, teach them the art
making rhythms with the kids, piano keys and guitars
predators up in the food chain like an eagle or shark
won’t be stopping rapping till i’m leaving a mark
so you’re packing and you’re thinking that it will get you a name
trust me lad you’re nothing special let me lecture your brain
use your head instead of blasting off the tec or the gauge
splatting man up on the ezzy doesn’t get you a fame
isn’t getting you far, probably getting you jail
probably getting you shot, and plod are left with a trail
now your heads mush, looking like you stepped on a snail
and i’m the only man alive that’s f+cking left with a tale

[chorus]

all these kids are looking up to sh+tty role models
just to get the fame, no shame and no morals
and i be spitting out these lyrics till your dome wobbles
champagne nearly spilling out the whole bottle

[verse 2]

so swerve, fire when i’m spitting lad i’m setting the bomb
these other sh+tty rappers stressing about the level i’m on
and they don’t wanna cross the line cos i’m the devilish one
i got the cheddar it pongs, i be getting it gone
so you better take note when i spit lyrics
cos all them other fakes know, that this sh+t’s illest
i’m getting sick of crime life, tryna build pillars
f+ck prison i can’t be living with the sh+t dinners
ha haaaaaaaaaaa, you think i’m +rs+d about these winnets?
bought a strap now they’re acting like they’re real k!llers
but they don’t even know the meaning of a real k!ller
who isn’t leaving till you’re bleeding from a steel spinner
i started f+cking off the beef cos i’d rather go fishing
i had 20 on my list and more than half of them’s missing
couple snakes up in the grass and more than half of them hissing
wanna travel the planet instead of travelling prisons

[chorus]

[verse 3]

so listen bruddas can you tell me was it really worth it?
going to jail all your life lad it’s not perfect
stabbing young kids lad you need to f+cking swerve it
i got a new girl and yeah i think she’s f+cking worth it
i’m on the road everyday tryin to graft away, a passageway
a better life i’m just a f+cking a castaway
somewhere different, maybe man could ask to stay
cold shoulder lad it’s feeling like i slapped my face
i’m in the fast lane, but now it’s time to slam the breaks
f+ck your gang, f+ck your mates lad i strangle snakes
pulling rats up out the traps cause i dangle baits
f+ck the plod, f+ck the prison kid i handle chase
chattin that ye sick but ye smell like a tramp
bust shots, aim knockin take you straight off the map
i’m the illest with the flows plus i’m sick with the gat
cl!ck clack, watch me f+cking shave your head for a laugh

[chorus]

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