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Lyrics

niggas want to talk like i'm passed it, 'cause i took long to start this, like i can't spit, like i ain't been making hard hit after hard hit, so i think it's time for that walk in da park shit, woolly hood, that's a hard diss, sitting down inside my parked whip, banging hard fix, hollow meets blade and that hard shit, came up from the dirt like a parsnip, y.g. rolled up looking sharpish, '08 plate r6, i'm like 'ah shit', our bits ain't the part which you should start shit, ours click, empty cartridge, you can ask smidge, you can ask dits, spend touch him in the foot, make his arse limp, and i'm on a mad one 'cause i'm half skint, got a hand full of rocks right behind my car's tint, park quick, there's an art's whip, pulled up into the mcd's, got a large drink, passed him in the car park and i asked him: "if you got the light lined up and dark in?", uummm!, parked up and i barged in, first we were getting black-balled on a 'nam ting, gave up a couple times still, like i can't win, now everybody's eyeballs on my dark skin, chicks gasping, laughing, and they're asking: "when's the next video shoot, when's the casting?", niggas that didn't want to know want a part in our ting, now they're lurking round like a fart's wind, charged in to some far ting, in some dark tings, dark ting came and asked why i ain't dancing, asking questions 'bout spend, told her ask him, but you know that nigga's got spots like giraffe's skin, jump in to the deep end when you can't swim, i jumped in, crept up, like a shark's fin, and you niggas' barrel don't spin like a parked rim, so i turn the heat up on niggas like a draft's in, oh yes, one last thing, when you niggas talking 'bout bells, know that ours ring, when you niggas talking 'bout hell, that's the place that i dwell, so the stories i tell i put my heart in, uummm!