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[Skinnyman] Who? Me, listen.. This time when we splash, trust we're gonna splash They're gonna come up runnin' and pun us with their mash Men are gonna stand firm, some are gonna dash Some of them boys just ain't ready for the clash When you don't see your life past you by in a flash Cuz others wanna hate on the fat Jamaic' cash Everything they've tried to achieve has even crashed They're left walkin' up and down road lookin' brassed Alas, most of them men are fassio's Every two weeks they have to sign for dole I'm on another level blood, check it, I'm-a roll Rippin' down any spark with my famine toll You don't know how that go, any way you want it Settin' you which way, blood I'm on it, so run it Who? Me, listen.. I used to roll deep with a crew of nasty soldiers Now I hold heat, carryin' that weight on my shoulders The way that I've been raised is too much to get over The way the streets have tried to mould us then hold us to the pavement Now we're facin' modern day enslavement Gettin' shift, lookin' at the world behind the jail fence Twenty three hours locked down is how your day's spent Thinkin' 'bout the way all of my old school braves went Cuz I been here puttin' it down for years I watch my silence, screams will break the death ears Nothings left here but a holy but fuckery All over the country road is lookin' ugly, trust me From the age of ten years old Certain runnings that I've been through remain untold Who? Me.. That's why I resurface, cause everything I hear sounds worthless Man who wanna play your part, they know your purpose I know my heart, my rhyme's stomp full of curses Makin' every one around me start actin' nervous Call doctors and nurses, emergency services Pull it back like cartwheel spin reverses Check my verses, the way I'm puttin' 'em down The way I'm shuttin' 'em down, I'm not fuckin' around I'm cleanin' up town like some old street sweepers In broad daylight, I roll with night time creepers Whoever want to eat us, beef us or show my peeps love The others can meet their Grim Reapers Forget bein' six feet deep dug, it don't matter After I've left ya with ya scull bone shattered The heads that you see me roll ain't no rappers Gun clappers who live like nuttin don't matter
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