Part I
[Intro: Kenny Allstar]
Two-hundred days plus, that's how long you lot been askin' for it
(CTP) and I picked the best day to drop it
410
BT, Rendo, Tiny Sykes
I told you, I always deliver
[Verse 1: BT]
But I'm tryna see checks
But right now, I'm usin' up racks
The jakes they wanna arrest, but I'm tryna invest, nah, I'm on nothin' less
Flick shank, in and out flesh
Protect your chest, you stupid mess, I'm playin' Macbeth or three man step, shootin', playin' conquest
[Verse 2: TS]
Shootin', playin' conquest
Two man jump in a vess', 1-2-5 and we ride on them
Don't fire on your first attempt, come back in a hour and we'll ride again
Don't mention my name in tracks, done splash up your bros, go ride for 'dem
Been dishin' out packs of both, while you were on dates with Parish
Asked O.D., had knick knacks doin' up lines, queuin' outside of Dallas
Man's phones been ringin' off loads, baggin' up food, my grub the maddest
Cats been billin' off man 'cah my food peng and the packs the fattest
[Verse 3: Rendo]
410 step, that's crashers, buck me in the field, let's shoot
Other day suttin' got bun, feds on gang, so I won't say who
It was nothin' but brain and top from the same bad B you call brown and cute
Man ah get around and shoot, diligent step with the foulest yutes
Man get splashed on the mains, spare no one, don't lowe that yute
Run up in the crowd and he shoots, I'm diligent, wild and rude
Lurked in the K all night, two man step tryna find that yute
I ain't tryna hear, "lowe that yute", I'm diligent, wild and rude
[Verse 4: BT]
Difference is that them boys need olders
'Nuff time swingin' out shanks like Logan
Frontline, doin' up active motives, window, roll it all down and bowl it
I could never feel insulted, follow that man and swing above shoulders
Ching a man down, as boy a wan' choke him
Shoot and a man down and now I wan' toast it
[Verse 5: TS]
Two waps up, three niggas we're rollin', blacked out cars, it's lookin' all stolen
How many times have we lurked in the K?
How many times did we did up mans olders?
Been in the field from young and I'm still up in the fields like Kones'
Blacked out window, shotgun rollin', strangle the grip, reload it
[Verse 6: Rendo]
Could know, doin' up waps and motors, ding dong, doin' up bats and soakers
Mandem doin' up waps and loaders, gang pull up on the opps, they're jokers
Opps dem, chatty like them man, know it's trap, sittin' on the cats dems sofas
Man just spin it on the blocks with vultures, crash, militant walk with soldiers
Part II
[Intro: Kenny Allstar]
Ke-Ke-Ke-Kenny Allstar
What, you think I was just gonna give you one freestyle?
We've waited this long, we're gonna do this shit properly
(G8)
Spotify, Mad About Bars: Christmas Special
A freestyle so sick, man had to hit them twice
BT, set it off
[Verse 1: BT & Kenny Allstar]
Muh (Jeez)
Yamaha, yuh (Damn)
Eat some Italian food, mm-mm (Hm)
I put it on the botty, civilians move (Let's go in)
Muh, Muh, Yamaha, Yamaha, yuh, yuh
I'm hungry I wanna go eat some Italian food
Talk 'bout Italian shoes, I put it on the botty, civilians move
Droppin' your draws, you're leavin' your shoes, wham for the yute?
You're droppin' your draws, you're leavin' your shoes, wham for the yute?
Italian shoes, I put it on the botty, civilians move
Yamaha, Yamaha, yuh, yuh
, yuh, Yamaha, ayy, listen
Long time that I ain't seen ma'
Six in the four in the Ra'
Rip it, drop it, it sound like glass
Chocolate chip, chocolate, to the chocolate and charge
Two waps cost five and a half and I put down three on the arm
You're talkin' 'bout waps, if you bust and you can't if you put down smoke at a bar
Ring, ring fire alarm
I bulldog and I bullfrog
A 4-4 and a small one
Yamaha, Yamaha one
Sip some juicy lunch
Italian food restaurant
Sit down my Italian platinum one, thick with a gorgeous bum
Hoodie on, handle the mash with gloves, shoot do a awesome one
Handle the mash with love
Crash out and bruise, you mug, crash out with gruesome guns
Crashin' out, everything's awkward huh?
Sorry, Auntie, your son was bein' a fuckin' stupid cunt
Free up T, that's Chubbz, free up 9 and Stegz and Huss
Free Peela and Bandit, BMA Bandit and Jus
Critical corn, that's erratic, doin' up damage, don't you run
Rippin' up more than your fabric, know that's standard, punctured lungs
[Verse 2: TS]
Two in the two shots, man know we were throwin' them things up
We were never ridin' when we caught my man lackin' he still got chinged up
Done it in public without no thinkin', me and 'the bros don't think much
Done it in public, splash him in public, throw away the thing that's been touched
Pull up and crash, that's why you scream crash, them man ain't crashin' nothin'
Man don't crash cars, just call man, crash or we're just splashin' suttin'
How much time man step, how much man been cheffed, fam I swear I've lost count
Doin' up T house after a settin', the gang sent hella shots round
Me, Peela and BMA, on the opp block, two peds man's lurkin'
Free Peela and BMA, both of them in the jailhouse, man's hurtin'
Most of my bros dem sittin' in jail cells 'cah they really put work in
Just touch road from doin' up jailhouse, now I finished that verdict
Still hittin' up sales, bro's still sittin' in cells
Been baggin' up work, work get bag up on scales
Don't even know how much packs on my phone got rid of
Feds on my team so much, they want all of my bros got rid of
[Verse 3: Rendo]
Right now my life's all nuts, but let me say one thing first
The opps dem ain't on piss and they watch their friends get burst
Talkin' 'bout trapline rings, how many cats you served?
410 ting, that's music or a CG ting that's work
I'm in love with the two-pump shotgun, still make the hand ting work
Fire two shots at a group, everybody run, disperse
Talkin' bout bro got splashed, your bro got splashed, but he turned out worst
Had a rusty old wap in the court, man, run or you might get burst
Had a rusty old wap in the court, man, run or you might get burst
Had a rusty old wap in the court, man, run or you might get burst
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