Текст песни Rizzle Kicks - This Means War

Roaring 20S
Жанр: Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: Rizzle Kicks
Альбом: Roaring 20S
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"This Means War" (feat. Dabbla) [Verse 1: Rizzle Kicks] Estate war What you got an aggy face for? We carry eggs it's not just life that we claim's raw Taking advantage of the days without rainpour We remain poor, so wait pause incase your face falls foul to the product of fowl We like to cage more Don't be a chicken See me I'm feasably different To the kids on my estate who like to beef and not listen I had a sweet disposition But I was still weak to convincing Ask your mum for 50p then mischievously buy eggs And believe it will be it that they're bricking They being the kids from the other estate Not rivals in the sense that we hate Just rivals in the sense to get egged in the face It was pleasant if you were below the age of 8 Only God knows if it was the catalyst for something less blase [Verse 2: Rizzle Kicks & Mikill Pane] So let the games begin Man I jumped in head first An expert with that legwork a dead cert for that net worth Yes sir Yeah no matter how little respect earnt When I'd get burnt by the olders They'd be hoping I would get tripping Now they're bed ridden and I bed women Have sex with them, Cowgirl Bed ridden, Yeah sinning Head spinning with our live set And guys blinded by rep Kinda wish that I was less driven [Hook: Rizzle Kicks & Mikill Pane] I won't fall I'm no fool I won't fall I'm no fool This means war This means war This means war This means yeah I'm no fool I won't fall I'm no fool I won't fall This means war This means war This means war This means [Verse 3: Rizzle Kicks & Mikill Pane] Ay yo I take no prisoners Take note scribble this Brain flow limitless Safe though listen in I was digging away on minimum wage Thinking of ways to position my face Like what's going on Teachers thought my potential was wasted Hey kids it's all about faith in what you're making I need more than these pre written pages And hormones make me want girls to get naked I don't want a bad bitch I want a chick that will slap a guy if he calls her a bad bitch That's it I don't wanna glamourize this If you do it well I think that your standards might slip Up for a challenge Head fully balanced You and who's army I reckon I'll manage Let em all have it Homegrown talent Yeah So let the games begin [Hook] [Verse 4: Mikill Pane] Oi listen though Yeah I don't even carry a weapon I got bars Ain't rocking any tatoos but I got scars Whole game's going berserk like it's not ours Motherfuckers overlooking the work I'm like Cha Seriously can't fuck with the style or you'll get burnt Go on drag me back in the battle and get learnt I know a stack of rappers who act like a wet perm But when the time comes for getting it live (they just weren't) A younger generation look at the game and it's all thugged out Their bugged out, their running their dumb mouth like Oiii Feel free to hate on the way that this shits turned out They're burned out shame that you weren't down but BOYYY Against all odds I blaze you bods While you sit and reminisce about the days you was It made you what See the way you played yourself it's odd So let the games begin [Hook] [Verse 5: Mikill Pane] Yeah boy mama didn't raise one Been ill since phase one Ya get I Rizzle Kicks Dabbler Go fuck yourself So let the games begin
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