pak-man (uk) - behind barz lyrics
[verse]
i hate the trap, feeling bait and paro
i want an honest living, that’s the straight and narrow
heart filled with loads of hatred
going through it’s overdue, i’ve gotta stay motivated
tired of shotting o’s of loose, don’t wanna be associated
if i ain’t the best i’m top five, i’ll let the roads debate it
london city, it ain’t tea and crumpets
when them keys of skunk flip, youngers beat their guns quick
i’ve got an asian following, it’ll make them happy
if they saw the scene, embrace a paki
i need to do this properly, artists talking c+cky
but i could sell more than thеm if a major backed me
my bruddas handle that raw, thеy ain’t boshed it
it might jeopardise your career, that kate moss sh+t
i’ve been going hard, i ain’t lost it
love me or hate me, i remain hustling
i hate this life, moving round bait at night
trapped in cells, smashing out, grinding till your paper’s right
years i was moving food, pressed grub
goes like an impreza subaru, the trap life’s new to you
but it’s not new to me, i came up off an active strip
p’s i lost, cash i flipped
seen a lot and it’s hard easing off this trapping sh+t
it’s more than music, catch my drift
man around me got some tens and twenties like a pack of cigs
tired of pushing packages, i can’t hear a rapper if
everything he rap’s a myth, akh it’s only facts i spit
i murder tracks, every verse is crack, i prefer to rap
than have to push work and trap, rolling with a dirty strap
you’re bare hating cause i get different ratings
like that isn’t blatant, f+ck around i pitch a pagan
snitches in the station leaving written statements
i’ve been through some life+changing situations
there’s been times in my life i’ve thought “f+ck rap”
cause there’s been times in my life where i’ve just trapped
now i’m trying to adjust that
stop talking bout money, you ain’t ever touched stacks
talking bout raw white, talking bout .45’s
stop gassing, tell me what happens in your life
got bruddas spent the last seven years in a cage
on roads spent the last seven years spinning yay
i’ve got a problem with that yout
feel to go and empty out this whole ting in his face
semi or the spinner mate?
we’re all tryna eat, put that food on your dinner plate
times i’ve been low on road, stressed out in a state
times i’ve been blowing dough, can’t put it all in the safe
you get violated, ring a jake
if rap don’t work then it’s right back to slinging weight
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