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"Hello"
"Yo whats the cuz"
"Well i'm booking still but you gotta millen in to come get you"
"Alright anything, man will link you up
"ight back"

Listen, I'm at home on a night
Gettin' dressed in front of the mirror practicing getting my tight
And I still got a from last night
So you know I ain't too clear
And I gotta rave to go to at 9
I'll tear it down and get a few
I feel nuts I've had a hard time
So I don't want nobody too near

Sitting in my room, on the bed
Two phones and a full of root beer
Keys on the next to the aqua
Lyric book on top of the chair
I up my knife and I balls it
But I get thinking its too clear
The computer games on so I it
Then I leave 'cause the rest of the here

Head but my minds in a deeper state
Right now I'm feelin' to par the
'cause I got on my line ringing me for eighths
like they ain't had weed for days
The car in front of us the way
Full of niggas I don't need to name
I'm starting to I don't need a blade
But keep it just incase

It's 7.30 in the
I ain't strapped to the so the seat belt sign in the car keeps flashing and beeping
I'll do it I put the CD in
Track one plays, everybody's singing along cause the one line keeps repeating
I feel so I turn on the heating
we talk about the guys beefing

Nowadays after cake
We're on the motorway and after eight
Crackin' joke, but it all stopped when we saw the lights as we passed the jakes
Shit, who these Who's duckin'?
Nobody
I got a knife in my balls and we're get pulled
But they went straight us

We could of made a
I rang the infront
Hello, man nearly got pulled by the jakes
Swear down you man are
I know, boy at the service station
up to man we ain't far from the place
So we drove getting into the place
going 90 miles per h

Then we slow down for the
You can hear the wheels skid and
Slowly approaching roundabout driving take the second exit
into the town
Everybody looks round scoping this one girl a next chick
Now we're passing the venue looking for a but the road signs grime on the next tip

We found one but I'm
Times ticking I be on the stage
I wanna do a whole set on my own
I just get one bar sprayed
We walked up to the VIP
Search through the list
Look there's my

are arguing :

"come on late"
"Blud up man, 'least I came"

I walk in the rave, for the decks
Take my time done this before
I'm tryin' to hear what riddim is
I'm with about five guys plus four, no feds inside but I still gotta
I gotta shank so I be sure

Bare girls here but I impressed
I concentrate on the motive some
Champagne all over the floor
Bare guys in the way, see who's on the decks
Pissed off now the criminal in effect
The boy with the champagne gets by the neck

In my there's an explosion
Cause of
I heard "P money it, let go"
touch me's what I told him
I off and got back to the motive
I up the mic like a weapon
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