Baraka

[Intro] Yeah, erm, there's a couple bitches left outside Someone let em in, because erm, yeah, they've paid, to get in [Verse 1] Me again, yeah, you guessed it Still here, ain't been arrested Man's saying they ain't impressed Well, lock me off if you ain't interested (Cunts) Trap all week, ain't rested Got back double what I invested Couple of Os of blow So much snow, the flat looks festive It's tried and tested Can't be beat, can't be bested Delivering what's requested Noses run like they're congested Bare cases contested, no confessing Can't stop us progressing There's no chance, there's no regressing Cocaine got me acting aggressive Badger's party, I'm guesting Sket, getting suggestive She's big-breasted, getting molested No kissing or caressing Piping up? I'll teach her a lesson Selfishly I'll fuck her so poorly, she'll turn lesbian Back to the topic in question You know I whip that up, told you I'm Heston No problem professing Best of the best, accept no less than Putting in work, no messing Counting Z's, counting blessings Can't help but get hard When a white girl's undressing [Chorus] No murdering, or killing Just burning and pilling We're working these women Even if they ain't willing I'm joking, I'm kidding No face, still grinning It's the saint, still sinning Not losing [Verse 2] Smart money's on me Tales of hard white and smart water on my jeans Liaisons with fiends Raving on magic beans, corrupting teens You'd think I was a good parent The way I get these kids to love their greens No hopes or dreams, just get rich schemes Paper stacked in reams, getting it in by any means From London to Leeds, chasing leads And pitching the powder that's the same colour as autumn leaves Breeze, cause I'm eager Six pot, three litre Let's play follow the leader Foot down, we don't fear the reaper Wheeler dealer, chef in the kitchen Pot, egg beater, nothing sweeter Benadryl, that's what I use to cut the kuf And sorry to deceive ya None of my cats had any complaints None of them had hay fever either! I'm in a Vauxhall Meriva With half a box of shiva Told you before, you want work Then pick up your receiver! [Chorus] No murdering, or killing Just burning and pilling We're working these women Even if they ain't willing I'm joking, I'm kidding No face, still grinning It's the saint, still sinning Not losing [Outro] I'm winning I'm winning I'm winning I'm winning Still sinning Not losing, I'm winning I'm winning I'm winning I'm winning Still sinning Not losing, I'm winning