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roll deep – morgue lyrics

[intro: riko dan]
ya ‘ear me? (ya ‘ear me?)
ya see the roll deep entourage (entourage)
nah bad [?] talkin’ business (bare shot you haffi pick up)
bare shot you haffi pick up

[verse 1: brazen]
i’m griming them out, timing them out
so let me just teach you what rhyming’s about
them 9mm out, them 9mm out
so let me just teach you what shooting’s about blud
i’m sniping them, out sniping them out
so let me just teach you what sniping’s about
this all happens when we’re around
so get down you don’t want to get beaten about, boy

[verse 2: scratchy]
smoke weed, just chill out
i’ll make you bleed and blood spill out (spill out)
i’ll make you see blud, i’ll take your grill out (i’ll take your grill!)
here i go, i take a bill out (hundred pounds!)
in your whip i think you’re being too spun out
in the street you think you’re mean you bring your gun out
you’re not mean no man, you bring one out
i bring two out, take your whole crew out

[verse 3: wiley]
i bring two out, take your whole crew out
you ain’t got a clue out here, you’re just new out
i’ve got the brand new nike shoe out
oi where’s wiley gone? he just flew out
everybody’s trying to clash, they got blew out
my flow’s real tight, too tight like a jew hat
beefs and wars on road, guess i’ve had a few out
i got stabbed and, that was my cue out
work on albums two years, put two out
w-lly’s got a strong mind like where are you at?
you’re not ready, brother, i will take you out
in this whole scene i’m like blue out
watch eskiboy don’t pull my view out
i’ve been there from day, i’m not new out
treddin’ on thin ice, my album it’s new out
looking at the shelf, i can’t see you at
but you can see me at, i’m what you want to be at
i’m protected to the t, out
so don’t mess with me out, c and d out
chat a lot of cr-p, you can’t take e3 out
come into the manor and take your wifey out
she likes me ‘nough, she said she psyches me out
kylie, daniel, baby just three out
girls come around and they pick us three out
i’m not being funny, it’s only because you’re wiley
you can’t put me down or push me out
the confidence levels are buzzing like a bee out
i am who i am, tough luck, i’m me, out
ain’t nothing long if i got to make a g out, making a p out you won’t trade me out
open your eyes you still can’t see me out
wiley’s tripping again because i’m a g out
you can’t be out here, like me out here
can’t see out here, yc out
i bust tai chi out, r6 with me out
g spark, tinted out, minted out
plus i got three cars and i lend all three out
wanna go and get a brand new a3 out
i run the game there’s no stopping me out
fist to fist blud, you will never knock me out
tiger, knee out, doomsday spray out
mum can i play out? i might just stay out
girls on my line, there’s no delay out
call me a stop-out, i got the new ice watch out
had a meeting with dash from the rockout
it was interesting, block out the nosy people who try
know a lot, this ain’t your business so please don’t pop out

[verse 4: breeze]
man new, who the f-ck brang you
what the f-ck you doing coming round here slewin’
tag you and did your boy drag you and did he drag you here for a quick parting
i cave anybody in the path in, if you ain’t on it blud then stay the r-ss in
on doors ready to start blasting
hot metal will burn your raw skin
shrapnel’ll turn you outside in
this ain’t your beef but you got tied in
turn your corner to throw the towel in
no long ting, i stab your bowel in
i’m from the back row, not shaolin
you and your captain will get smacked in
and you thought breeze weren’t on slewin’
stop you in your tracks, stop what you doing

[verse 5: trim]
wannabe, wanna do, wanna get slewed
wanna be t’ug but t’ug ain’t you
wanna rhyme, want a 9″, wanna track tune
wanna win, never win, never gonna win
i’ll be in your skin like melanin
i’m telling him his flow stinks and i’m smelling him
no my friends are who’s belling him
wouldn’t surprise me your friends are telling him
blud you’re not anything, boost his adrenaline, anything
test a wannabe specimen
and it’s us man dressing him
us real thugs impressing him
now he smokes drugs ‘cah we’re stressing him
first time for everything
he gets choong and then becomes anything
we laugh, for self pleasuring
but to him, these moments are near treasuring
answer for everything
you won’t win, not a chance, you’re anything
move his skin, kick your -rs- break everything
here to win never last we threatening tunes we stepping in
on the track i settle in
backchat we’re wrestling
he’s big, i’m caressing him
trim’s big beyond measuring
i got an answer for everything

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