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"Death Penalty" is a track by Ghetts, from the album Momentum 2 (The Return of Ghetto), released 13th November 2014. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about Ghetts.
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[Intro: DJ Unique & Grim Sickers] Oi, this next one, yeh Nu:Gen on the beat, yeh Death Penalty, featuring Grim Sickers, yeh Let's go! Ay Ghetts, man already know the ting's set What, MCs wanna call my name? Them man have to know there's a death penalty You see me? I'm like my man from Saw There's 4 million ways that you can die, choose one 100 bullets in your neck like DD Grim Sickers times Ghetts, don don Man already know the ting's set [Verse 1: Ghetts] Scarf over the bottom half of the face And I don't care if you got an army in place Got a funeral hearse and a casket arranged Who's taking the piss? You'll be left in a cubicle, curled up, half of your brain All over the floors and walls The toilets look better in blood red The walls have ears and the doors inform So there's holes in everything (bang, bang, bang) Big ones, rough round the edges None of these holes ain't elegant Strap, long like the nose on an elephant Body in the trunk Headshot will expose your intelligence Dumbo! Columbo couldn't solve the case I come home with a poker face Hide the snub nose and then throw the clothes away Man know it's better to bag A five pound can of petrol and set 'em alight You wanna play games? 11-a-side Man unite with the devil and strike I'm in another man's city, no home advantage One shot, man'll bring out his feminine side So go ahead, cross me I'm upfront, one touch, BANG! Palacio on the back of the dome My enemies must not have any goals I catch man in my zone, what is it? Death penalty [Hook: Grim Sickers (x4)] Yeah, lord knows I'll have him Black bin bag him, big toe tag him, Madeleine McCann him Pull out a nank and stab him, black durag him Jme blam him, MJ bad him Smash and grab him Pull up the car and drag him I'll chop him up and Tesco bag him, nah [Verse 2: Ghetts] Leather gloves over the both of my hands Around the same time when they opened the bank If man ever harmed one branch of my family tree I'll be in debt while I'm holding his gran Kidnapped, fool Tell a pig I'll blow the house down like the big bad wolf If not, I'll bowl him with my big black balls, strike I take pins down when I'm around So I've got an enemy's spouse on my Blackberry You're a slacker, ain't you proud of what you found? Track 20 on a Slow Jamz CD Your man comes home and finds me inside of his wife Man, let me get my brief, at least Before you think you're a boxer and get knocked out With your girlfriend ring-side, chief I've tried to be humble But somehow, everyone's raw When you hear me with the lion from the jungle Even the mice wanna die with the rumble Madagascar, Madagascar What I mean is man are gassed up Man are gassed up, man'll act up Inappropriate behaviour All over some bumbaclart ice (What you got?) Blades (What else?) Sticks He might knock and I'll still bag a man up Put him a box and leave his whole team short-handed It's me, GHE, the people's bandit If you could return to the play You'd be instantly murdered again Death penalty [Hook: Grim Sickers (x4)] Yeah, lord knows I'll have him Black bin bag him, big toe tag him, Madeleine McCann him Pull out a nank and stab him, black durag him Jme blam him, MJ bad him Smash and grab him Pull up the car and drag him I'll chop him up and Tesco bag him, nah
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