Zone 2 Behind Barz

[Verse 1: Kwengface]

Like, like

Hella chingin'

Man wan talk 'bout scores when he got bored, he done no chingin'

I done went home with my shank all blooded

See I thought that I did him

N' yea my flicky's smelly

Turn it right dig it, dig it

And everyone's talkin' smoke

'Til I back this pole & I leave man ghost

Gyally on me from the Brandon blocks out 'ere tryna give man throat (Ucky)

Gyally wan talk 'bout love, hold this pole

We done Zone 2 stepped on their block

Like, did you forget that bro?

I weren't feelin' that drill that day-

So I passed that skeng to Bruce

This 4-4 long be new & this old bruck-back is from World War 2

I see bare of my opps duck, (duck,duck,duck)

When I back this goose

My niggas do shanks and shoot

Man stays on the mains and I back that Bruce

This spin ting real like thunder

Now I got my flick knife under

Criss brownin' with the fat back

Had to ask that, like, "whats' that number?"

And no, we can't stop them drillings, until a mans 6 feet under

I'm in a Journey tryna to go shoot & score

Mans feelin' like Alex Hunter

[Verse 2: Karma]

If it ain't one then I'm two shanks up

If it ain't a 2 times 2 times 3 add 3, then you're really in luck

Psycho baby, I'm nuts

'Cause this temper runs in my blood

Really on volts, but see me and duck

Real talk, you don't wanna get bucked

Talk tough, but you soon get touched

Fuck verbal, I don't wanna cuss, punks

Opps love do it for snap

But they love dash, when we jump out, bang, bap

Aim for your hoodie or hat

LooseScrew ran with his fuck off nank

Twin 1 ran away with his dot dot 2

Twin 2dashed home, shoulda seen dat boost

And I'm still finna do it like Kwengface

Finna just lean with the botty and shoot

Real life war zone, zone 2 pep

I'm a psycho boy, but I zone 2 step

Pause

Anyone on me's wet

Ayy, anything opp get drenched

Anything opp gets shaved

And I'm Moscow K

Dem man screaming out Brandon like Omar finna wire the gauge

How you add a K to my name

I'm already Karma

K-A-Y-O-S, still causin' chaos

And I still jugg when I'm sick

There's no way I could take that day off

Psycho member , do it with LR

Fuck feds & free up my guy

They tryna do up my bros like Nelson Mandela

Opp got splashed like how many times

I'm suprised nobody ain't dead up

Opp block tour tryna leave man bread up

Splash man down, stay down don't get up

Kwengface and Karma

How many times have we hopped out whips

But oh shit but dem man move faster

I swear them man love run but your life's all done up like a phone with no charger

[Interlude: Kwengface]

*Imitates shooting of shotgun*

Bap, Bap

Shout out my 2's

Free the niggas locked down, yah zimme

Gang

{Verse 3: Karma}

Imma psycho, Imma psycho boo

LR is a psycho too

Zone 2, really ride n' shoot

If bro is ridin', then i'm ridin' too

Pecknarm'd off in a dinged-out whip

Anythin' B get lit up, hit up

Anythin' B get dipped

Thick thighs, yeah i love that ish

Big batty, peng face and I love them tits

Slim waist, got hold them hips

She said she wanna hold this dick

Jeet that, man beat that

Ride in gang doff in the C-mass

Put two hands on a dotty and lean back

I trap, I trap mash 'cause I need that cash

Last night, I was jeetin' a good one

Now I'm getting hat off endz yat

I'm getting blows off a dirty thot

I swear I'm going to tap that, tap that down right now

I have no surge to stop

Jump out whips, dem boots to shot

Dem man dash, when I zone 2 bop

They hide in shops like "save me boss"

Little bro left his nank at home

How could he be so foolish?

Bro learnt from his mistake

Grip nanks, don't lack if your life is important

Jump with a four door whip with bro

Ride out, tryna swerve dem corners

We know your not bad, don't force it

Ride out, we won't need no horses

I'm your local neighbourhood opp

Yutes dem run when they see this don

Say stop right there, but I ain't no cop

Might just step through the Brandon blocks

If I see a yute move ments

He will get soaked like a dirty pot

Can't so we don't get lurky

But 'round there we've been lurkin' lots

Still don't see these guys

You can't be moist and savage

You're a wet guy, not Jekyll and Hyde

Niggas all running and hiding

Its not hide and seek, it's hide and bang when I bludclart find him

Or it's a dip-dip knife

And do  it like P, I'm ridin', ridin'

Oh shit, gang shit, its excitin'

[Verse 4; Kwengface]

17 minus 10 minus 5, that was quick maths

Man just step with bruce , in a 2 point 2 finna go dip dat

Man just lean out the ride

Beaut and smooth finna go wig man

Man a just buck that ru, buck that ru with a mad kickback

More time when we step 'round der

Suttin' gets slapped or poked

Big Bruck-back in my rucksack like, it can't even fit in my coat

I'm all 'round here dishin' up smoke

I got corn for a neighbourin' hoe

I just 2-2 step and flex with bro and if not I'm chillin' in O

Pull up on all your friends

Pop out and whip that skeng

Tryna leave bagel fatal, bally on face like fuck dem feds (Truss me)

Man just pull up in shades, kweng man's face, kweng man's friend (ching!)

Man just hit dons, but I ain't hit squad

Shout out to M and Denz

Ok, ok

Lemme just get this straight

Man a just boot man's face

Man just Richard Rambo, do it then skate (skate)

Man a just peel man's mango with a rambo, I will do man bait (ching)

Bro just calling me Django, from an angle, I will twist man's face

If I ever go tap this wap

Tryna hit man's head or back

And the ting go skrkrkrkrkrat

Dip dat, skid, skat

I'm like "show me where your olders at"

Like show me where your olders at?

Mans on your block and I'm talkin' dank

And this twin ting all on deck

Comin' like Zack and Cody

Manna just aim and shoot, aim and shoot

You would've thought I was Kobe (bow,bow)

Man a just lean and attack

Use one eye, woulda thought I was Toby

In da field, imma shaolin monk

I got Brucie callin' me Omi (shao, shao,shao)

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