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screwface rara - scene smasher┃p110 lyrics

[intro]
yo, free all my gorillas (free em)
free all my sinners (free em)
come on, no cappin when it comes to rapping (give it em, give it em)

[verse]
i’ve done about 4 drills in a week, in the same stoley
i’ve made about 15 man dive like a goalie
you can say like a [?], shh got eft holey
one sock on my hand, i was movin’ like mick foley
i was p+ssed, i had to burn my new stoney
i had to slap him down, he used to be my homie
i ain’t no phoney, i flung my [?] like bacardi
i’m an arsonist in the booth, somebody needs to call charlie
i didn’t grow up listening to eminem and dido
i grew up on this [???]
my life’s full of storiеs like shiro
i grew up with them drillеrs that were hot like kyro
i grew up seen my auntie smoke crack with a gyro and that’s why your childhood was nothing like mine though
i’m not into all that internet before i go, i’d rather hit the strip and done your dance like mavado
i know man that’s been shanked and still ain’t done nuttin
you say your boys have got your back but they ain’t buss nuttin
you claim that they’re drillers, so why ain’t they touched nuttin
i be masked up like michael myers tryna body suttin
the life that i live requires b+lls if you’ve got em
big dirty mops on the roads, yeah we got em
i said if we back em out we’ll mash work when we slap em
i said if we back em out we’ll mash work when we slap em
moss side’s where i was born and bred bro but i’ve been fallowfield from the get go
before my [?] she said lowe the beef and get doe, so for the gang life i kind of had to let go
and when a real rapper gets recognized it’s only right, i’m sick of hearing guys that’s turnt bad over night
do your research on em cos it’s only right, cos i guarantee what they’re rapping abouts a load of sh+te
the last thing you wanna see is me whith a stick in my palm, i’ll show you what’s popping like you’re in vietnam
if you do me wrong, then i will do you harm
2 2 pop outs and that p+ssyoles gone
you ain’t got no stripes, you’re not shere khan
why’d you think i’ve got 187 on my arm?
they call me harry trigger when the wands in my palm and if you over step the mark then you know wagwarn
if you catch a hole in your boat, you’ll sink like the titanic
you’ll need a life saving favour from a paramedic
do you wanna see me switch like a tiptronic, i’ll send shivers down your spine when i start going on eratic
i’m a hazard to your health
i’ll make you sick, i’ll make you vomit
if you fit the criteria for a slug, you’ll get it
if it’s my beef, the bandwagon real bangers are on it
so like [?] over fences, you best hop it
as a problemed child i’ve come this far, i deserve a round of applause
i inhale the pain n’ stress and blow it out with force
most of these haters nowadays ain’t strangers
i keep a middle finger and index finger pointed at my haters
moss side’s where i seen my first dead body on the floor
i ran back to my mum’s house and tod her what i saw
she said i’m too lie, pickney are you sure? and i was like i’m sure it’s the woman next door
5 years later i hit 15 and started screaming f+ck the law
robbed from the rich but did i f+ck feed the poor
was on some robin hood sh+t with a fresh rebore
cos i was the one in need like man united’s back 4
my mumsy was struggling, she couldn’t even afford a commodore
life sucks when you’ve been raised up poor
when i hit my first jack with shady scott we wanted more
so we got active with 20 [?] you know the score
it’s not a lie real talk, hand on my heart tho
i’ve met a few crazy females like tracy barlow, one of them was throwing punches like ivan drago
the other ones a nutter, she needs chaining up like django
i had to tell her grow up, you’re acting like you’re still in barlow and at this rate you’re not worthy of a san carlo
main guys will blow you up to get inside your girls pants tho, chatting a mans name to get the poon that’s one place i can’t go
i’m sick of going jail, getting stitched up with mail
anytime i’m in the dock that don’t mean don’t get no bail
the scouse trying their best to make me circle or derail, that’s why we need to start moving stealth and hopefully they fail
half the boys and lifers never got out to tell the tail
nowadays you can’t leave evidence or trail like a snail
i hate guys that think they’ve put in work when really they’re a nail
cos life without parole will make your skin pigment go pale

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