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youngs teflon & tiny boost - the perspective lyrics

[verse 1: youngs teflon]
fighter jet, lv shades, i don’t work in aviation
my ninja handle all the radiation
done my first tour
i never knew that i had fans across the nation
i grew up with the apes and started bathing
i used to tag up in my brothers hostels
old sticks looking like fossils
had a tug of war without the tussle
“are you not entertained?” i felt like russel
if you’re carrying that hammer just for fashion they gon’ buss you
this ain’t sp+c nation, but i know some yutes bally’d up
i’m pastor toby if i tell ’em bring a offering they gon’ touch you
this ain’t ’99, we ain’t gon’ rush you
long kiss goodnight when we hush you
.44 maggy, sh+t was older than my granny
selling fish scale, yamming bami
brudda where’s my money? call me lanny
i read the book of abraham and kicked ball like tammy
my office was the alley
i came up the era after av
i’m telling you the truth, they’re telling ‘gazi’s
mummy in the church tryna save me
but i was tryna save her, selling all them pebbles on the pavey
my life’s like a book, you couldn’t page me
the price of my bricks just went up
these man are stringer bell though
i got up out the h+llhole
i sold it in my sh+lltoes
mel didn’t make me do it, but i done it, even mel knows
i’m from a dark place, it ain’t melrose
[youngs teflon speaking]
they always trying to make the situation better than it is
whatever you’ve done and who you was is always gonna follow you
and you can change, but you can’t change the streets

[verse 2: potter payper]
i’d be rich if you ever paid a penny for my thoughts
suttin’ saying this is it and i’m on the right course
my depression and progression steady stuck on a cycle
blowing smoke in a porsche jeep i stay on my high horse
i cry with my pen and i bleed with my eyes
frankie four eyes they know i been legally blind
who’s got the keys to the dinger, i mean keys to the ride
and make sure you step right, feds’ll freeze you in time
trust me you ain’t got rights, once they read you your rights
i’m showing you, i know the last thing you need is advice
but foot down this is east, you can’t stop at the lights
i seen some wake up calls, i seen a lot of goodnights
and i know 3 years ago i probably wasn’t her type
up and down for that little old profit of mine
in my jail cell for years just watching ’em fly
every dream like a flower, i’m just watching ’em die
that was, tuna in my noodles with the sweetcorn
best to ever do it off a street corner
still screaming “f+ck prison reform.”
they leave you deformed
i’m fighting for my life like a street brawler
two socks at night keep my feet warm
two glocks parked off i make the streets warmer
if i rise ’em up i’mma need a week sauna
course i’m tapped, i know extreme trauma
[potter payper speaking]
i’m just saying the music is one side of it, innit, do you know what i’m saying?
at the same time my 10 toes have touched places that other peoples haven’t
so my voice can say things that other peoples can’t

[verse 3: tiny boost]
uh, barely in my teens when i jumped off that porch
never liked sports but i been running with the torch
uh, i can’t have mummy hugging on no corpse
so i’ll stand over man with no remorse
get drawn out, empty it all out
greaze believe i lost my v in a wh0re house
just to get a pair of kicks i kicked doors down
‘member when the barrels came bored out
and the shotty nose came sawn down
i’ve seen crack have a cat bite her jaw down
traces of the trap, i still gotta wipe my paws out
in me not on me, stripes like tony the tiger
so i sell this flake like it’s frosties
mask on like somebody stop me, i ain’t rocky, uh
but i’m flying up them steps
aim for their head and leave them dying in their vest
holding back so much pain i might start cryin’ in a sec
i don’t care about no fame, i’m just slicing up this bread
i’ll, grab a 10 bro go tie that n+ggas legs, uh
your dream girl spent the night all in my bed
speaking to my lifers on the tech
yet they stabbed bro in his heart i felt that knife all in my chest
gotta pick a side, i’ll end up dying on the fence
he was with the prosecution, i was siding with defence
all this sin, gotta pray a quick 5 then repent, uh
you know i slanged a lot of iron for my friends
hopped in the fire when it was frying in the ends
i don’t follow any fashion or any kind of trend
no regrets gang i’ll live the street life all again, it’s all real
[tiny boost speaking]
you could defy what they say you’re meant to be bro
they want me to sit in jail thinking “ah this is where i’m meant to be.”
no, not meant to be there bro, i’ll be wherever i wanna be

- youngs teflon tiny boost lyrics

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