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warz (harlem spartans) - no censor lyrics

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[intro]
[?] in your ears, b+tch

[pre+chorus]
he resurrected, man call him jesus
they ride out five, so this is not beefing
i’m their dad, so why call this treason? (neeks)
the opp gon’ share the same girl man’s jeeting (no way)
f+ck your feelings (f+ck ’em), jeepers, creepers (jeepers, creepers)
we ride, then mean it (push)
ballies and gloves, the beef ting’s fun
how many guys do run? (runners, runners)

[chorus]
ooh, sq, dead (dead up)
s1, benz (benz)
munna, blem (sh+t strain)
ooh, i wish i never missed when i swung that skengs (eediat)
he got farmed, now hе’s served in thames
now thеy got hunt’s camera rolls on them (kv)

[verse 1]
who’s getting put in this pot? (who? who?)
let’s go there and see (let’s go there and see)
on social they charge it, probably the runner that use them on e (runners, runners)
stompz got rolled in the riz’ (riz’)
informing some weed (weed)
correct, how did you know that the fallen’s deceased? (dead up, dead up)
put [?] in your head then j+ppa
and i ain’t even talkin’ bout parties (no parties)
kai got+got two different times, why can’t he sign out?
he got treated harshly (sign out)
hey, [?], you ready to smash, you might have a mum but we know that you’re trash (the opp b+tch)
the opp thots wanna know about gang
but don’t get a chance, all blocked, little brats
i was in the bando scr+ping yola (uh), pass me the baking soda, bubble up (bubble)
the gyal chill in fields ‘cah they done with us
it’s ’cause we ain’t letting them bang (no way)
we go to out loval shop, you can’t cut tru’ (you can’t), you can’t leave blackz (go ask him)
anything green ‘xcept gas
anything a we see, add an e to that (dead up)
[chorus]
ooh, sq, dead (dead)
s1, benz (benz)
munna, blem (blem)
ooh (blem), i wish i never missed when i swung that skengs (funny)
he got farmed, now he’s served in thames (thames)
now they got hunt’s camera rolls on them (kv)

[verse 2]
if you can’t get round, i won’t leave you like this (no way)
if you don’t do toes and can’t get round, i might call chris
get round there on a lovely day
well, not for them if something trips (trip)
i got love for my cowley b+tch (love it), she’ll jeet on the block but won’t hold man’s things (dumb b+tch)
man, pattern up (pattern)
i do glide, ‘cah i love that thrill (i love it)
them boy snitch and them boy not chill (neeks)
and it was an own goal how gorz got k!lled (own goal)
deep in, so i roll with it tucked
try do it in victoria, i don’t give a f+ck (did it)
if ren10 stayed, he would’ve got cut
if chris could drive, rash would’ve got touched

[chorus]
ooh (ooh), sq, dead (dead)
s1, benz (benz)
munna, blem (blem)
ooh, i wish i never missed when i swung that skengs (didn’t miss)
he got farmed, now he’s served in thames
now they got hunt’s camera rolls on them (kv)
ooh (ooh), sq, dead (dead)
s1, benz (benz)
munna, blem (blem)
ooh (ooh), i wish i never missed when i swung that skengs (didn’t miss)
he got farmed, now he’s served in thames
now they got hunts’ camera rolls on them (kv)



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