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It’s always a classic like Reebok drops and nineties garage
They call me a savage make little man eat their words like cabbage
I smash it and don’t pay for the damage
As the legend has it my tune buss
Bare man panic aint got the stomach like haggis
Man walk in the rave talking bout I’m a Rockstar looking like Hagrid
And quite frankly I’m embarrassed swear the scene is on acid
In a bad way on a bad one It’s a sad day I’m a rap don
And that’s whether or not you see me on a platform that is reppin the blocks blud
I am your father thick kid this is Sparta
End your ends with a starter enter the barbers
close shave sent to the gardener Burry feelings stay sharper
turn off lights in the harbour king Arthur with knights and a calver
In the ends where it’s harder produce more messed up kids than Glen Parva
Send for the armour karma’s a friend to the darker
Premeditated Murkage while networks short-circuit
My verses is immersive next man are doing a disservice
I’m top grade been that for years
I am not afraid team backs its peers Green wraps and beer
We blast it clear three drags and here



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