[Intro: Akala]
Right about now
I got mandem for you, you understand?
Young Nikolow - 15, ya kna?
Big E
Quest, talk to dem!
[Verse 1: Quest]
Many men in the street, but ain't none of them as live as me
Quick to fire off a round like me
A young gun that's ill
Hustler on the block, shit real
Catch a case, then hit the streets 'fore da sun's revealed
Listen, I ain't trippin, illin' outta States spittin'
Grimey type, quick to put a hole in your missus
Love beef, so I stay in the kitchen
Hard to move in the game if you a pawn and ya queen is missin'
Cause niggas round here play for keeps
AK's that'll spray all day, blow ya lungs to ya feet
Overseas with the gulliest thieves
Roll wid or get rolled through, playa, deadly in these streets
Record tight, yo, they love to fight
Bang hammers on the block 'cause we hot, livin the street life
Ain't nothin' new to real soldiers, holding down the game
It's over, from Chi Town to London, we rollin', uh
[Chorus: Akala]
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
It's time now, the wait is over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
It's time now, the wait is over
[Verse 2: E]
Never let em' see you sweat, man of respect
Yeah, we live like we roll with TECs
Full of ourselves, best of the best - my niggas blessed
Thanks for askin', thanks for passin'
Knuckles bruised from the blastin'
I gave you goin' to hell
Kill tracks like my dick touch tha ovaries and my chick took the pill
Can't take her back - too much pain
Moved work, Tower Bridge see my whip like 12 times a day
And I'm still goin' through, sun, shine or rain
Fuck cops - maintain, stretch out and claim
Keep feedin' em'; what's there to eat?
Fried rice, chicken wings plus barbequed ribs - that's beef
Chilled orange juice, kick back, burp and sleep
And if you catch me out the hood, you can bet it's P
Soldier, I need a backpack to carry mine
So best believe cause they bigga than nine
So, uh, best ya
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Faggots talk hard but don't get no bolder
Shook in tha club, why, without they soldiers
Normal rollers just they olders
Two-steppin', Louis crep with the check laces
Yeah she buff but her face pasted, so I can't place it
I'm a fly nigg
In any hood, I will ride, nigga
Before talkin' like 'nah, nigga'
[Chorus: Akala]
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
It's time now, the wait is over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
It's time now, the wait is over
[Verse 3: Nikolow]
Yo, lately tingz have been insane
I'm catchin' stupid beef over other peeps speakin' my sake
Nikolow stay loyal to da fam, da fam feel tha same way
Releasing tracks for no cats searching for a pay day
But let's get one thing cleared up right now
Ain't nobody out there messin' with my fam
Straight up, now listen - I ain't tryna drop no words of wisdom
We're tryna show heads that don't know the place we live in
Where you got those? He shot to fiends to make a livin'
When those that envy pretend to be friends, end up snitchin'
Where little kids are swearing hood in every drop I'm pissin'
People end up missing - families left reminiscin'
[?] fam be tha clique, M1 block's where we jam
If ya son say it's on, blud, let me inform my mans
Understand whenever walkin' road I have to check my shoulder
You're threatening man down the phone, blud, you ain't no soldier
Now I understand why they say "tell him when he's older"
Rules to these roads, roll wid us or get rolled over
I understand why they say "tell him when he's older"
Roll wid us, blud, or get rolled over
[Chorus: Akala]
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
It's time now, the wait is over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
Roll wid us or get rolled over
It's time now, the wait is over
[Verse 4: Akala]
A rolling stone gathers no moss
Matter without movement impacts no force
So of course I keep rolling, so composed that
When you at top speed, I'm still strolling
Fake thugs folding, y'all niggas is done
You just cannot fight, that's a fist to a gun
Bold when it's on, I'm ten versus one, smoke to a lung
You little bastard - disaster must come
But most only postponed, you clones get dethroned
I shoot truth - leave ya lies leakin' in the road
Bleeding, exposed, yes, my flows are cold
As an arctic blizzard, the wizard of poems
Merlin verses, dark as a womb
Worse than curses unearthed from raiding a tomb
Meet ya doom - the kid who can't be moved
I'm just livin' out my name - it's oh so plain
I'm different fucking gravy, ever since a nipper
I keep the grass cut so the snakes can't slither
My shit's realer, we could talk stocks and figures
Or shots from triggers, niggas gettin' smoked like kippers
'Cause mandem' don't learn till the shit happen first
This is not Usher but yeah, we could let it burn
Roll wid it, it's better with more hands
Either way, you can't fight what you don't understand
[Outro: Akala]
Roll wid us, G
Or get rolled over
That's right
It's not a rumour, blud
We coming for it this year, blud
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