Gas Mark 9

From Rebel With a Cause2014

Produced by Let’s Throw Shapes, Splurgeboys

Lyrics

Gas Mark 9

Tell my man I'm a general, he ain't even second in command Tell a man, tell another man, tell the next man, tell 'em wha gwan I'm going on like I ain't ever read a Psalm Ready or not, weapon in my palm, Setting off alarms, so road that I'm never in my yard I've got a new ting, rip an enemy apart Just setting apart, never's on my mast, devil in my path Telling me to go and give the metal a massage Load it, feel it (BANG!) Hold it, squeeze it (GASSED!) These MCs in the grime scene, They ain't never done what they spit 'bout (LIARS!) If I had a pound for every time that They said gun, I'd be rich now (LIARS!) I tell a man, tell another man, Tell the next man, tell everybody with a big mouth I ain't one of these likkle fuckboys, pay me respect - no discount Draw my something, make the lead fly, and erase all my enemies For tryna write me off, yes don, Vest on, who told you I ruled out your headside? D-D-D-D-D-D-D-dead guy God forbid you make it to the hospital Cause I'll be the one by the bedside Tell my man I'm a general, he ain't even second in command Tell a man, tell another man, tell the next man, tell 'em wha gwan I'm going on like I ain't ever read a Psalm Ready or not, weapon in my palm, Setting off alarms, so road that I'm never in my yard Tell my man I'm a general, he ain't even second in command Tell a man, tell another man, tell the next man, tell 'em wha gwan I'm going on like I ain't ever read a Psalm Ready or not, weapon in my palm, Setting off alarms, so road that I'm never in my yard Yeah, these man talking that shit With man about murder and mystery (LIARS!) Man ain't up on that strip, got manaman purchasing 50s I was on a ban, now I'm off a ban, So the C-class man had to purchase it quickly I'm a man that'll put another man Down under, burst if a man wanna wig me Man might turn up with this one, turn up with that man (GASSED!) Very important (why?), man might turn up with wristband Back out the Big Mac, Filet-O-Fish man Run up on Giggsy? One wallop and wig man I was chilling in the bing with a block of noodles Now I'm 'bout waking niggas up, nigga, cock-a-doodle-doo Bitches looking for me, wanna cop a Google Man are pimping out here, man'll prostitute you First they rolling with you, then they snitching on you Then the prosecution wanna prosecute you So now that jury's gotta drop it to you Not guilty, ooh Tell my man I'm a general, he ain't even second in command Tell a man, tell another man, tell the next man, tell 'em wha gwan I'm going on like I ain't ever read a Psalm Ready or not, weapon in my palm, Setting off alarms, so road that I'm never in my yard Tell my man I'm a general, he ain't even second in command Tell a man, tell another man, tell the next man, tell 'em wha gwan I'm going on like I ain't ever read a Psalm Ready or not, weapon in my palm, Setting off alarms, so road that I'm never in my yard

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"Gas Mark 9" is a song by Ghetts from the album Rebel With a Cause, released in 2014. The song was written by Ghetts, Giggs. It was produced by Let’s Throw Shapes, Splurgeboys.

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