i'm strapped

i'm strapped

and i got niggas that'll run up in your mum's flat

cover her face with a pillow and buss that

you're not a killer

you're a spitter that buns track

it's like you never knew but now you know that

i'm strapped

and i got niggas that'll run up in your mum's flat

cover her face with a pillow and buss that

you're not a killer

you're a spitter that buns track

it's like you never knew but now you know that

you're not a gangster

pussy

pull your pants up

i'll leave your whole camp fucked

bag rocks and wrapped up

life's a bitch and it's that mark from serious shooter

lose blood like you're on a period

it's that fucked

fed up of you fronters

and i don't want to have to buss lead up in your jumpers

and end up in the dungeons

i'll leave you fellas to my youngers

for them

they're free food

for you

that's a setup you dumbfuck

don't speak pussy

hush hush

and tell your homie that there's nothing he can do when the guns buss

get yourself a gun

but even if you was strapped

you'll wet yourself and run

you're a pussy

i'm a bully

bad boy

never been a goodie

i'm old school

you're still a rookie

still a boomy

still a pussy

you

you're about as real as woody

never try come up in my grill and mock me

because

i'm strapped

and i know killers that are hungry to buss scats

run up in your mum's like 'where's the guns at? '

ain't got none

then they'll kidnap your mum

prat

put her on the corner

make her buck a hunchback

don't think it's true?

'dem man have already done that

finetech tips will make sure that you never come back

my name's ghetto and i don't really give a fuck

prat

it's like you never knew but now you know

you're from a bunch that's not cracked above flats

there's no facts

you don't pack

so don't chat like say you will

i'm from a bunch that love rap and buss gats

fuck rats that fuck yats that come back and stay night and chill

you ain't a fog cause

you ain't the kind to kill

you're too kind for real

but on the mic

you're rhyming like you fight with knives and ride with steel

you don't ride with steel

you're a liar still

that i wouldn't mind to pill

i'm on the grind for real

no time to chill but other than that

i'm one of them catch

freely trying to sign a deal

and be rollin'

rollin'

yeah

that's likely still

to tell the truth

i'd rather spit then go back and fly a till

some of minor skill and anyone can do it

because this is the type of skill that helps you get through shit