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myers (e13) - icu lyrics

[verse 1: woosh)
i can’t even talk too much (no)
trident all on man (man)
gang unit tryna interview man
i step with smoke
came to the booth with a wap on man (bow)
free dappz, he be tryna mash them bands (free dappz)
cb always tryna crash at man (bu#bush)
and i ain’t tryna get bagged for this booting, but i might cuz im just bait like antz
yeah you got a chance to run (run)
are you gonna take it or risk it (huh?)
man only aim for chest and above (yes)
you might get dipped in your tea like a biscuit
i’m tryna splash your brains on the curb (bow)
don’t care if they have your face on a shirt (no)
or a go#fund me page
i’m generous man might donate p’s for a he#rs# (oi take that)
you know my frontline
this sh#t it’s me who pulls out them sticks (me)
you’ll get splashed at your local whilst your tryna buy a drink (ha ha)
you already know the drill
i get man down for my 7’s (7’s)
might as well [?????????} and tryna showcase like beckton

[hook: woosh]
ain’t got nuttin’ to prove (no)
stepped out bottoms all red
but im not wearing no loubs (no)
thats splashback man just dash back when i see you (when i see you)
there’s cge’s in 3a3’s
definite icu (wha?)
that’s definite icu (yeah)
what else then? (what else then?)
gaza smoking on (shh)
plaistow smoking on (shh)
spillage in aisle 16
tell bossman come help him (yo boss)
now bloodied up my [??} shoes (uhh)
thats a definite icu (uhh)
thats definite icu

[verse 2: cb]
im a g i got nuttin’ to prove
but i’ll risk it all and get round there
like i ain’t got nuttin’ to lose (f#ck it)
last year it was grip and shoot (bow)
the year before it was sticks and moves (on my life)
tryna dodge that sentence
reckless reckless
the way that i spilt that juice (bow)
i’ll smoke on your team for fun and smoke man’s mum if i’m in the mood (bu#bush)
lemme make one thing clear
there’s not one man on this earth i fear (no one)
anyone can go i really dont care
so step on my toes ima step over there (where they at?)
still in the field it’s cracking
come a long way from blue bandanas
used to be kitchen knives
now it’s just rambo blades and hammers (bow bow)
tryna put n#ggas in coffins
and i ain’t stopping till theyre all dead (no way)
last time i checked my blade was red
from when i put it in and out man’s chest (dip dip)
i swear i’m a different breed
your nightmares are my biggest dreams
if we get man down you will not sleep (nah)
when we got man down we billed that tweed (bill em up, bill em up)
bill em up get high
no the scoreboard does not lie (no it don’t)
how they talk bout gang that week of madness had a man thinking ‘why’? (why us?)
had a man thinking sh#t then i dont know if i wanna beef these guys (gaza)
call me the youngest in charge
i’ll get man down for the littlest tark

[verse 3: myers]
you know the risks i’ve took (how many?)
big man face down i’ll blam you p#ssios don’t even look (blam)
we send shots at upton
the judge is straight face frying them books (hm)
free wizz he was out here throwin’ that bujj (wha?)
i think the dead fans doing up jujj (wha?)
[???????????] now the gang’s got [????]
whats good? whats good? whats good whats good?
sliders comfy in chad
big spliff when i walk through the woods
dont look dont look (dont look dont look)
cause the sh#t that you saw
i’ll get a 4×4
bossman mop out wet floor some spillage back door (uhh)
beg please do you really want more (uhh)
this is real life real sh#t
if you slide and you slip
shot or knifed in you ribs
you can lie there like ####
got them all scared, gang takes risks and prosper (and prosper)
you can’t stop these shots
you’re lucky if we hit the crossbar

- myers e13 lyrics

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