Do you just rhyme the first thing that comes to your mind?/
We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind
Cause you didn’t play the game right
You cant even start your first fight
First of all your hated boss laid you off, paid you naught,
Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk
You know this, i said it on the first date.
Our vision never changed, we self made
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
First on the list: you can spit shit till your last breath,
About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh
Im shredding you rappers up im sorry your threw.
Who's next to release? we guillotine them
You know your in a sorry state when,
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