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myers (e13) - block life lyrics

trust you want me spazzing on a beat
or its guns out spazzing on the street
spaz 12 leave you spastic or deceased
best practice what you preach ca
this year you’ll see me backstage at we are
f-ck up any beat you sure you want me on the feature?
we dont speak much
(why’s your friend so quiet?)
dont worry love he’s posted with the heater
that means you step within a couple metres
your body’s getting splatted into pieces
opposition fecies, wipe em off my 97 sneakers
spit the real for the real, wonder why you dont feel
wonder why you can’t relate
catch me pon the gaza put the p in pla
and this is block life
do the wrong thing once you’re getting shot twice
hows that for quick maths
they dont eat at the cafe, plus its hygienes a 5
i’ll let you do the maths
they want w-ssy like w-ss
gripping up that big bang do it then dash
trip o for the cash, quit running like rash
quit singing like my don
wonder what he sounds like with the mic off
lowkz will let it (hey sana sana) then ride off
off into the distance
n spin round if he heard that it missed him
ain’t a joke its real life we live this
predators and victims
get it via bullets or a kitchen
newham borough every younger i have itchin
ya dig this
n i ain’t finished yet
get round for any type of disrespect
or money try intercept
you can get smoked through your letterbox
but this ain’t no gelato or dossy doss
get eaten like novikov
won’t see me in la sala
shoguns and balaclavas
i’m the big kid, magnet to all the drama
still wear a 7 on my shirt cos i scored for gaza

(spazzing on a beat
spaz 12 leave you spastic or deceased
best practice what you preach ca
backstage at we are)

and whilst they’re doing up own goals
combats wearing pro go’s
hitting up inni’s
come like its peaker on the roads if you’re a civi
wait confirm the facts like milly
too trappy like cali
can’t forget trizz i hope he buss it
cos he done it with no bally on
with screw too scatty
in a 4 door anti
h-lla sweets no candy
my brothers moving cl-ss a
but he ain’t got no plan b
let me introduce you to my little n-gga stanley
do a mazza to your face, front, amp me
over sat my welcome
hence why they dont understand me
slap it at your bean
i’ll act like everything is dandy
n i’m from where you show them your back
and they stab it, ain’t even out of spite
its probably out of habit
get that green light crash it
if it moves again stab it
grew up round slappings, robberies and nappings
well my mum would beg to differ
and so too would my sister
pree the bigger picture
least its helped me with my scriptures
do this for the listeners
akhi’s cruising with the sisters
brothers locked up in the system
all the fallen how i miss them
who’s got time for sneak dissing
never been a victim n-ggas know me i’m humble
watch the boy drop his biscuit
guess thats how the cookie crumbles
41 i’ve got a lung full
but theres a different type of smoke you can’t inhale
light up the smoke you won’t exhale, either
never been a beg-friend, either
looking at these savages
i know who my guys are
i know who’ll step, risk that stretch
even missing out on their little son or daughters first steps
i know it sounds f-cked, in our brothers we trust
catch a case hope they buss
if they don’t
i’ll guess they’ll watch them snapping from the wing
but its nothing, 2 days ain’t a thing
you know the first is when they land
(and the 2nd’s when they leave, block life)

- myers e13 lyrics

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