tbi$h - temple lyrics
[ intro]
it’s the businessman
dtg
ay, tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold
[ verse 1 ] tbish
(aye)
told girl “in the dash , there’s two of them waps
see dees bad b just lock it
16 i was up in the field
no ref just chef red ting in my pocket (aye )
weren’t doing up cards
j++ got packed weren’t flying to mars
back then weren’t doing up duce see a man get 2 that’s rusty shards
see a boy get splashed up
bro weren’t doing up dora
red on my boots
still a man got mapped up
check on him like a man got clapped up
slap at him with me well known slapper
bro got locked in a slammer
age 19, for rising a hammer
so like me, man pattern a dagger ( ha )
[ verse 2 ] jayslapit
from young backseat like roddy
rise up dottys
and then we go crash
ill m put kids like totti
g down hotties and count my cash
in jail hold 4 with a mash
they want me dead but gods got plans
bandits with bands
she love that we , bandits with bands
they rap bout “take it there “
so, i load up and i take it there
i know they won’t make it fair
couple man dropped now its vacant there
i heard a+ wrote statement there
so i can’t rate them pagans there
man loads up the spins and make it air
man loads up the spins and make it ai+
[verse 3 ] tbish
(splasher)
mans been out riding ( oi )
what you know about nozzles on pieces
bikes not veeks
tryna increase silence
get around there but the opps them hiding
p+ssed, still tryna get to dicing
roll 4 on the k
don’t trip on the 4k strip
have mumzys crying
3x true say
this beef is frying
gang been doing up mileage
me and bro still go on glides and fly out rides
like a bunch of pilots
and man, just come like vikings
“p+ssed that them man surviving “
the anglo mental
223s gets stuffed with t++th no dental
[verse 4 ] jayslapit
circle around like tour de france
we money walk we don’t dance
now all the honeys starting to glance
shake that ass
she must be having a laugh
no burken? you must be mad
carrying on twerking i’m earning darg
carry on twerking i’m earning
this life i’ve been living is horrid
i can’t go back to porridge
age 15 doing drills on borris bikes
that block i’m on it like
free dargie no gromit
first time i put blade in chest
run out of breath
main roads doing up vomit
i’m honest, man’s slaps been modest
brixtons hottest
rise this 9 and smoke all the opps ain’t on it
had em running in circles, sonic
bro put sm++++ on a bonnet
now i link +++++ for the tonic
banged up coz i bang ironic
and i done had my hands on the pump hydraulics
[outro]
dtg
it’s the businessman
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