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tiffany calver - abbey road cypher: pain is the essence lyrics

[verse 1: knucks]
yo, big up tiffany calver, 1xtra, you know, knucks
uh, they should’ve never let me grab the mic
think of a rapper that man is like talent wise
i’ll wait, poster child of the now wave
sprawled out on a sold+out stage
but i’ve never sold out, i’ll be outraged
if they think a single thing about me is clout based
do or die quotes, you and i both know
that you could catch a kick+in for your juvenile post
my uber now close, i told her i’d be round again
she knows that she can get my last polo like i’m ralph lauren
new quotes got me rounding up thе council men
to talk me about a sensiblе amount to spend
but this future nay+nay made my day great
match that with the day+date in all gold
want more gold, get a couple more sold
you’ll think you’re in a store when you walk into my wardrobe
knucks
[verse 2: adz]
everybody dies, no spoiler, this a master event
still kept my crosses tied, them dotted i’s will fasten your breath
they could have got me twice, thank god i left my dog with a …
they wanna lock me, why i been on before your +rs+ was a ten
[?]
and why’d she never call before we find it harder to flex
why not share your story for us all, a part of the test
why you’re asking what your thoughts are, keep on asking again
know your path ain’t what you thought if you see half of the lens
tryna whip up 28 or take it half of the length
so much hours in the hotbox, man it’s jarring
chose a gamble for the large but i might leave out with [?]
but my k!lly still
so i was brought up off the bat, won’t have you thinking ooh
i’ve got the cool off, tryna sort off all this lizzie still
i just got the call up for the baller, fill up mings and fill
i just wanna ball, my n+gga asking if i’m giddy still
i was on the water, moving lawless, whizzy with me still
i can never force it, less is more, they tried to l!ck me still
lay a finger on my family and get your wig peeled

[verse 3: arz]
yeah travaile used to link me, i bucked him by the estate
chills down your spine whenever a n+gga press play
young but i’m goated, treat me like the sensei
pour a double shot of pain on this m+way
and i remember when i never had a chick to chat
’03, winter baby, i want christmas back
bro got a little something but the … is fat
it’s literally mad, nah it’s bigger than that
i’ma hold you, pain that i go through
blowing biscotti then i’ll buck you by the n0bu
ice in my cup, follow through with a cold juice
cover the payment, designer bag for the whole crew
i might put diamonds on my own tooth
love all my fans, need to catch you at the o2
i spent days at bros, that’s basically my home too
share the same pain, share the same roles too
d+mn, i just left stratford
the pain that i feel, same pain i felt back then
my chakras aligned, can’t hang around bad friends
back then i’d l!ck a one+twos, you were the bad man
dropped out of colly, it never did sh+t for me
literally bunking h+lla lessons, can you picture me?
i go in, do what i do, hit the streets
never really had friends, never ever linked with g’s
i feel pain from my past time
every time i rap i gotta do it like my last time
i like car drives
so boss is blowing on the a12 e.t.a. half five
play my position, book it all for half five
fully motivated, give a f+ck about half time
i put my trust into you, your heart kind
i’m medicated and meditating to pass time
[verse 4: shasimone]
i ain’t hit my peak but they envy me
reading all their minds like telepathy
not looking for a n+gga that can rescue me
wanna put my mama in a crib big enough for mtv
so all them aunties they can take back all their words, it wasn’t meant for me
burnt bridges got me lacking on the empathy
and mentally i’m on a different frequency
two years ago things was looking peak for me
ho jaja, i’m besties with karma
old flame, know you feel the pepper like lava, inshallah
manifest all the goals on my vision board
i applaud the people that forgave me when i did them wrong
this is real rap, nah it’s not a sing+along
showed her true colours every time i bring her on
i’m just thankful for the nights i make it home
’cause the sugar ain’t always sweet where i’m from, uh

[verse 5: jords]
yo
and now i’m popping, there’s some women, they’re feeling me
i had a lot before i found what i really need
cabin on the coast, put my phone on dnd
i don’t care for what you say when i’m not around
as long as you tip your hat whenever you’re seeing me
made a couple songs and then i triple my feature fee
what you dream of doing on my post is a tbt
your new songs are sounding like my old tracks
snapping like a kodak
you’re chatting but there’s no facts
no, i ain’t got no plaques
but i’ve got my whole ends on my whole back
real rap, that is no cap
dark rum reasoning with my old man
i do what i wanna when i wanna like i’m mostack
you other boys are still copying my old plans
back to the ends, 110 percent
spend money on everything except the rent
you’re watching my steps while i’m looking at what’s next
calling business affairs, i’m checking up on my cheques
my manager just threw me the keys to his benz
while you acting like used to move keys when it was ben’s
i said i’m offline, i don’t even see the trends
i didn’t hear your diss my brother, no disrespect
ah, money dance, i cut shapes
i am untouchable and unfazed
you saying i run race
yo, come chase
[verse 6: cristale]
i ain’t soft, nah, i eat pain for breakfast
every day from xmas to xmas
and when i move reckless
i never leave the scene wreckless
crucifix is always hanging from my necklace
cah the way the pain festers
and enters right into my centre
makes it hard for me to finish off a sentence
i’m a prisoner and my mind is where i’ll finish off my sentence
as a yute, all i was craving was acceptance
did they give it? nah
always moving, i’m momentous
never giving up, they gon’ finish y’all
if you can’t prove that you’re real enough
as a gift stress and pain is all they giving y’all
i’ll accept and ask my baby if it’s really love
cah i don’t think i’ve ever been in love
relativity is what my heart will up the theory of
catch stress from a smidgen if it’s really smudged
i’m from the brix where pigeons are really doves
and street cats are lions and tigers
all the trap stars are real fighters
cah they’re trapped by the monarchy
all they know is bando, poverty, no property
unless she whips sh+t properly
twisted monopoly
this economy has nothing to show for equality
honestly in all honesty it’s appalling
they say you’re only happy when you’re balling
i woke up this morning, i didn’t even get sleep
through the night, my cough was chesty
people don’t get me
it’s sad but i can’t let it vex me
it’s too big to be one of my pet peeves
can’t cry over spilt milk or slip over wet leaves
them gyal are mix up, medley
i’m calm, but when i fight i’m deadly
all fists, no snipes like wesley
and i’ve gotta feel pain to feel blessings
tell vanilla life ain’t sweet and pain’s the real essence
tell wizkid and temz that pain’s the real essence
spiritual presence is a present
merry christmas to me
but i don’t mean literally
’cause it doesn’t look like christmas to me
and i say once again that my name is cristale, not crystal or crystalline
merry christmas to me

[verse 7: miss lafamilia]
birmingham blocks where i came up, lifestyle changed up
different type of tickets i was selling round the way cuz
i was in the trap house whipping cocaine up
we’re on the job we ain’t never had a trainer
out early morning came back later
never had a paper, litty on the wafer
crack cocaine, she was skinny as a wafer
powder on her face ain’t makeup
this’ll never pay stops
getting cash every day, uh, et disquala from the labour
prepare it and serve it, i’m the chef and the waiter
cut this food with the razor
now it’s bright lights like a laser
carrying for a neighbour
words on the track come fast, no racer
money comes swift but my name ain’t taylor
all this green on me, it’s my nature
bake off on pause, first class abroad
can’t even pr+nounce this delicious on my fork
stepping out a porsche
heads turn wherever we walk
and my girls all baddies, different type of sauce
lv, gucci, and dior
and it’s called by gabbana
the cut come sharper
… pon deck, i can show you the …, no laughter
young geez tasty taste, to the sticks no farmer
go suck your father
n0body harder
lifestyle genre
thriller in the drama
these days though i’m way calmer
trying to fix all my bad karma
whip it real mean and it’s all for the cream
fire in my belly, out my mouth i shoot steam
sold drugs your miss take, that is your mistake
pescatarian i don’t miss steak, that ain’t no mistake

[verse 8: shasimone]
poke her face with a resting b+tch
i’ll be turning all their lights out when i’m flipping this switch
you better bring your tone down, i’ll lower the pitch
they know what it is
they won’t ever know what i’m in
i swear i’m married to the raps in my pen
so the love, it had to come to an end
i don’t know if i can see him again
i’m getting vain, i’m in the mirror again
and when we f+cking i can’t ever pretend
old tings want to make amends
sorry, times have changed
my life arranged
i don’t drink my wine the same
i’m playing the game
basmati when i come with the grain
showed his colours, all i saw was his chain
how i turn into a baddie from a rugrat?
how i persisted and persistence ain’t that bad
leaving my generation with more than a hashtag
only thing i want my mother tired from is jet lag

[verse 9: cristale]
’cause you can’t see me, no john cena
if she want beef then i lock the whole scene off
in five years if they stopped me and tell me that he wan’
get married then i’ma make him sign a prenup
ha, ’cause i’m a savage just like tiwa
yo megan my wrist is on snow, tina
she gon’ run as soon as she sees that [?], nah
face to face, boy, i’ll come by and f+ck your whole team up
like it’s nothing, i ain’t bluffing
if he ain’t brown skin and jamaican then he ain’t cuffing
money in the morning like a egg mcm+ffin
but my head starts bugging
when the decks dem shuffling
the cards hit different when it’s blackjack

- tiffany calver lyrics

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