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sparkaman – scene smasher lyrics

[producer tag]
cormill, these n-gg-s sound crazy!

[part i]
i thought you were my brother, yeah i thought you had my back bruv
trying to get this mulla, yeah i’m trying to get my stack up
hating on a brudda, gotta let them, gotta laugh bruv
man’s here, i’m in the ends
we don’t talk to jakes or no feds
them man talk too much they pretend
you don’t really buss no skengs
i said i’m in and out of traffic, swerving, ducking from the federally
but we’re in the trap getting cash, moving h-lla trally
but that ain’t me though
i’m trying to stay clean though
it’s hard in this dunya and a brudda’s gotta eat though
you ain’t in the real like ronaldo
with my chick, nah i can’t be around hoes
make a man deaf with this loud chrome
i said make a man deaf with this loud –
i’m just trying to make a living, yeah
you ain’t about that life, like who you kidding? yeah
they thought that we went missing
step until we’re dripping
catch a brudda slipping, yeah
any place
this beef ting’s getting boring anyway
[?] have got me on another wave
look into my eyes see the pain
we’ve gotta make it through the rain
i thought you were my brother, yeah i thought you had my back bruv
trying to get this mulla, yeah i’m trying to get my stack up
hating on a brudda, gotta let them, gotta laugh bruv
man’s here, i’m in the ends
we don’t talk to jakes or no feds
them man talk too much they pretend
you don’t really buss no skengs

[part ii]
i’m that bait guy
youngers in the streets that slap it off in broad daylight
they wanna catch me slipping, money may fight
they’re talking like they know man but the truth is, nah we ain’t tight
i’m in the scene again
they’re gonna try beef again
i’ve [?], if i ever need a skeng
but that’s the devil talking, yeah i’m trying to stay calm
trying to pray salat and fight my battles with the shaitan
gucci stepping but i’m comfy in my nikes
we was mashing work when we were small and we was yg’s
yeah it started with a mic and a grime beat
they just [?] cah that’s my key
pain my chest but that’s real life, we all go for sh-t
i don’t know handouts so don’t tell me that i owe you sh-t
clocked the fake ones and now i’m wiser, yeah i notice it
paigons wanna test me, got me like i need to roll with it
trying to get this money like mitch bro
bro got his stick close
feds pulled the whip so on foot i had to dip home
are you mad akh? i’m repping for the heath, yeah riz knows
old school barrer
if you know say nada
asian brudda, you know i was repping for my arpnas
but f-ck it, yeah that’s back then
how’s he talking mac-10’s?
p-ssy boy, he rang feds
how’s he with your mandem?
ask ad, who’s the real trendsetters?
pull up, straight sh-llers
them boy ain’t [?], they’re tellers
i’m sick of all these mandem moving wetters
cali and my blues in the boot, straight ella’s
i need to quit this sh-t now, it’s f-cking up my lungs
competing overseas, bro said you’re moving dumb
i said broski k!ll this music ting, you know your time will come
if i get a milli streams, i’ve gotta give most of that to mum
cah that’s the least that i owe
this music ting is f-cked
like how am i trying to bait myself out? i don’t f-cking know
laughing ain’t the answer
pain behind this laughter
i never thought my fam would have to deal with this cancer
that’s too much info, don’t need to get deep with it
life ain’t cush, if you know what i mean innit
grace coming through but it’s like that i’m teen living
and like the zoot that i rolled, it’s like my life needs rebilling
that’s word to hus, yeah for real i’ve been sinning
so i pray the lord of mercy
how he’s done me dirty
he was rolling round with me back in nursery
protect me from this judge and them man that wanna curse me
and i ain’t trying to be a b-m at thirty
i’ve been a little sh-t from when we was playing kerby
bruddas round me real and they’re certi
yo, money gotta get dough
music got me feeling like loski the way i’m getting clocked up in tesco
swerving in a benzo
bro i’ll put a hole in your kenzo
and your girl a harami like frenzo
trying to get that queen’s face
on it brudda behave
i’m on twelve up in grove like i’m cj
trying to get elizabeth
the cali’s got me tripping bruv
foolish on my strip, the only whips that i’m dipping from

- sparkaman lyrics

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