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merky ace - el peñol lyrics

[verse]
i be in a bashment dancehall with dem
‘gnac-ing it till it’s morning again
seen one ting will dance round ahead
my brownskin ting was due fi get bred
but i couldn’t take the talk in my head
so it weren’t much more than hilton getting spread
i was in a volkswagen tryna get bread
i was in an rx tryna get head
i was in ayres nunhead, not greggs
illegitimate in my legitimate ped
riding dirty with nine zs
shotting four [?] down the five that’s left
i do food moves, not auto theft
i p-ssed on the road, didn’t do no test
blast at your nose if you hoot, i’ll spread
you and who will dead
if you touch anyone in my team that par on the gaza
wiped out easy, whiteboard marker
man ah move sleazy, dig out a gyal
and mek a next gyal suck it off after
mind on money like a lewisham grafter
won’t get a plaster
you’ll be needing if you touch my [?]
when we come round, no smiles and laughter
tears and frowns, shook eyes and drama
since day one, said i won’t have nada
raised on my own, one mum, no father
never had a job, i got a phone and a charger
and a grade man that move like farmer
you can get kick inna your chest, that’s sparta
this ting here love tear through armour
spent nights listening to dj garna
bagging up food, then going lab after
money upfront if you want that verse
rob big food, not grandma’s purse
tell ’em if i want it, then the p’s getting jerked
either way, i make sure that’s worth
one thing i was taught from birth
man hits you, then you’ve gotta hit back
but now i’d rather hit first
never catch me in traff, i swerve
always in a rush, got cats to serve
mj thinks that i just move herb
more fool her cause i’ve got that dirt
[?] i stick it up her skirt
rocks near my -rs-, get it gone quick, fast
wrap it in tissue so it don’t hurt
ot, i don’t move that on turf
deep in the blue but man ah still surf
my yout, i was frontline, from longtime
them dibby dons couldn’t run up on mine
i was at base, fried rice till i got on mine
my ting blow up the roads like a landmine
ikkle man omen gang was alongside
pap a man’s face front when it’s hot time
likkle man ain’t got packs? then it’s on sight
you can get your don light, my yout
i was frontline, from longtime
them dibby dons couldn’t run up on mine
i was at base, fried rice till i got on mine
my ting blow up the roads like a landmine
ikkle man omen gang was alongside
kweff a man’s face front when it’s hot time
if you ain’t got packs, then it’s on sight, you can get
mum told me black people can’t get headlice
when i come through, man ah come through nice
make me a sarsaparilla with ice
plantain with the corned beef and rice
make that twice
cuh i’m coming through with one of my guys
me and my ft eat same time
could’ve been a dinner or could’ve been a line
still i’m on the grind still when i’m on the field
sh-t gets real
taking the back roads for hot wheels
tryna get rid of the tings i sealed
even weight and it all concealed
me and bro like black grant and phil
try run up and we’ll clart at will
spark your grill like a gas cooker
got a yg frontline with the jooker
bun up some, get your brudda and your p–per
with an old school shooter like doonga
and we’re thumping mavado and munga
in the bas-m-nt talking about big business, free joey business
when i see that, six is getting lifted
gyal with a big back, she’s gifted
gave her pipe when the skirt got lifted
told her drive while i grab them big bits
back with the bronem, make big hits
bonus if a b-tch got big t-ts
cuh man ah set up shop with the b-tches
couldn’t care if the b-tch got b-tch kids
cuh man ah put a crop where the kick is
still tryna make that gwop for the riches
man came up broke on biscuits

[outro]
malted milk, dd
custard creams, ginger nuts
all of dem bloodclart depressing ting dere

- merky ace lyrics

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