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lethal bizzle - pow! (forward riddim) [da bizzle remix] lyrics

[intro: lethal bizzle]
oww, it’s lethal the bizzle records
ayo, listen
this is not forward 2, that’s coming later
this is da bizzle mix of forward 1
ok, you’re gonna hate me soon
i wanna suck on the breast

[verse 1: lethal bizzle]
shh or you will get papow
say my name and you’ll get papow
glock .45, papow, nine millimetre, papow
pumpy, pow, pow, pow
shh or you will get papow
say my name and you’ll get papow
glock .45, papow, nine millimetre, papow
pumpy, pow, pow, pow

[verse 2: fumin]
what? what? it’s what? what?
and you will get merked by what? what?
and i’m here to show you what’s what
and when you hear what? what? then you know
what? what? it’s what? what? kid
you will get merked by what? what? kid
i’m here to show you what’s what, kids
when you hear what? what? then you know
[verse 4: 2face]
you don’t wanna war more
you don’t wanna have to get bored more
you’re not a gangster anymore
and i’ll leave a soundboy on the floor more
you don’t wanna beef more
you don’t wanna have to get chiefed more
you don’t wanna get kick in your t++th more
you don’t wanna be sh+tting your brief more

[verse 3: napper]
ok then, i’ll
break your back
and i’ll
break your neck
and i’ll
break your jaw
and i’ll
crack your skull

[verse 4: jamakabi]
jamakabi from the old school
you wanna try, fool? then you ah go die, fool
you wanna learn, fool? then you’re gonna get schooled
who by? jamakabi from the old school
you’re not bad, you’re [?], i’ve seen it all
you wanna clap with your hand and not the tool
that’s why dem deh fool ah go get slewed
who by? jamakabi from the old school
[verse 5: neeko]
safe, on the real, blood, time tek
’bout shooter, you ain’t seen a nine mil yet
look, stop trying it, you’re an idiot
i’ve heard your flow, you’re so illiterate
that yout’s begging it, he’s not real
if he had one, he’d get peeled for his steel
’bout you’re a badboy, that’s not true
guns don’t like you, hollow tips do

[verse 6: flowdan]
me start bun a man the quickest
bun fire pon a batty bwoy, ah nuh spitters
talking that same old sh+t we nuh inna
running up your mout’, what, you think you’re a jigga?
need to bun every dance to reach on my level
that’s not you so i think you better sekkle
and wait for your name to get big
wanna catch flowdan but your face will get kicked

[verse 7: ozzie b]
yo, it’s the sequel, desert eagle
got this pole for your eye like a gully needle
desert eagle kid, yeah, i’ve got a desert eagle
i’d rather down with the ting [?] people
but it’s not a long ting to put your life to an end
zip up your trap, ozzie b recommends
you don’t think you wanna try test me, not relevant
go bang, desert eagle’s not your friend
[verse 8: forcer]
run away before an mc gets slay
today, nicky forcer, yeah, me nah play
spray this sh+t mc straight away
chatting on the mic like it’s okay
left hook, right hook, just like sugar ray
the forcer’s coming, you better make way
shut your mouth, you ain’t got no ak
k!ll you anytime, anywhere, anyday

[verse 9: demon]
you don’t wanna bring no arms
when i’ve got the mash in my palms
bullets take off your garms, i’ll make you read your psalms
wet a n+++a up quick and make him ring his mums, like
you don’t wanna bring no beef
beef that i’ve got, it breathes, you won’t finish
just won’t win it, don’t get in it
bro, it’s swag, you might as well bin it

[outro: lethal bizzle]
papow, papow, pow, pow, pow
papow, pow, pow
bizzle
yeah, you need me
da bizzle mix, you need me
quickly, quickly
yeah
2004
lethal the bizzle records
east london on the map

- lethal bizzle lyrics

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