TMTV Freestyle

[Intro] Yeah Know what it is Merky Ace TMTV Shout all the Preston Massive Listen Yeah Cautious [Verse] Do it for the guts and glory Sped past Old Bill on the m-way And I'm hoping that they ignore me Black boy in a black car, black windows White girl, haffi make more p's Step with a weapon, left man stretchered Gonna need more than Deep Heat Enemy forces retreat when I spin 'round Fling out a barrage of shots Everyone's tough 'til they end up intensive care All cabbaged up, turn it off Soil himself Just last year it was in Harrods and Hatton all spoil himself Stick man up and watch him mеlt Make his heart fall out his belt Ugh Still do movеs with the long stick In a deep blue sea just like oar Or, step with a stainless so long You couldn't tell babylon peeling an apple is what it's for Kind of wounds that man leaves There's no herbal remedy for Friends dem wan' sip juice I'ma make sure That none's getting consumed Before they pour a little Henny on the floor Broad day live with the mains Tell a man strain, there's an encore For any of your bredrins seeking redemption Got my attention, do you want more? Riding without reigns Intention? I wan' spill out brains Shoot shoot like my name's James 007, or Max Payne Die hard like John McClane Bust two shots for my dirty dogs I ain't gotta say man's name Foundation like the stain your bitch left on my jeans when she gave me brain Hand ting, yoga fire And a little dot, that's yoga flame I ain't no referee or umpire but if I raise my hand I will take man out of the game Send him off Pick up a pump just like Scott Steiner Reach for my side, press that button Now man's laying all slumped And I ain't talking 'bout no armchair with a recliner Trap boy, man ain't no four-one-niner Taliban t-shirt got me looking all Al-Qaeda Look, there's another guy talking tough Now I gotta send this boy to the morgue All that chat but you ain't on none Won't have chat when I draw my sword Feds got my picture down in the station pinned up on the cork notice board All 'cause I make blood splash on the pavement Badmind, I don't show no remorse Tinted car with the windows up Don't get shook, kodee, it's us Know man run up on anyting sus' Feds and gyal won't have me in 'cuffs Get intel, execute the move Now man's flooding the ends with grub You're too like Pinocchio, sorry You're just not real enough Call my darg to the side like hill Stamp man out with my sole and heel Headshot, it's a slim chance you'll heal Don't trespass on Lewisham Hill Call my darg to the side like hill Stamp man out with my sole and heel Headshot, it's a slim chance you'll heal Two gunshot for my Lewisham Hill Me and my Backstreet Boys N-Sync Don't act fly, get your jaw busted Move too fast, you'll miss it if you blink Slip? Not round here, can't be trusted Link in park, shoot shoot 'til it's done and dusted I'll dip like Dijon mustard Kitchen light with the scales and clusters Brixton basement, grade and rustlers Hit East End with the punters Jezzy at Carni', giving her my number Big dot dot with the pump piece under Shells jump out by my shoulder, jumper Doctor's been in the job for 10 years plus Still see the wounds and say ¡Ay, caramba! Appeals on the news with a free phone number Left a boy 6 foot deep or make them incinerate him and spread his ashes Stuff that roti with bells, make you do a 360 or backflip Was he in a leotard? Was it Olympics? Did he get a gold medal? Was it gymnastics? Nah Smoke in the air Was it fireworks or matches? Nah Sports mode, feds can’t catch this car S-K-R High-speed chase, tell a bad B plug that Why you tryna put it in your bra? Feds try frisk man Laugh in his face, better luck next time officer Night ‘til day, man’s grafting late Just me, Lyca Nokia Babylon try radio for the helicopter but I already bailed out of the car I mount the pavement and jump the railings Disappear like a mirage Fuck every human, dog and horse that works for Scotland Yard Just done London Tower, Waterloo, Blackfriars, Blackwall, Rotherhithe in the same car Word to the ANPR, ugh