30 Groove St.

Bout to hit the b park
I hoppa down blue street in a green car
Smokin d- pot
Bout to hit the b park
I hoppa down blue street in a green car
Smokin d- pot
Bout to hit the b park
I hoppa down blue street in a green car
Smokin d pot
Bout to hit the b park
I hoppa down blue street in a green car
Smokin d pot

Nightmares on wax
What we sayin?
What we sayin, man?
Smokin is delight
What am i sayin though?

Check it, yo
I'm writing lyrics on my dog walk
Now a days I'm not bored i stay on course
I used to wanna ride waves till I'm unsure
But now that ship's sailed, where's the fog goin?
But now that place further, where's the concorde?
For myself i want more, where's my uncle?
(Shut the front door, talkin bout bribes) I wanna come for
Tall Cole believes i sub par, fuckin top drawer (Yeah)

I'm top drawer like old keys
Fern wise is some docks for surprise
I'm self open at the way I drop doors when I'm on tour
While you sit at home to watch porn eating popcorn (Ha- ha- ha-)
Man you excuse me while I fuck around with rhymes
Most the time I'm writing long-form
I never come form
Haters wanna see me contoured by b- norm
They speaking God yearns

(Yeah, yeah)
Brother yee-haw
Horse power down groove street in a green car
Smoking tree bark (bout to hit the theme park)
At first the real is (bars for your sweetheart)
I got this BMT star (let me reach park)
I used to want a dream car (so i dreamed large)
Now i dream long (bout to hit the theme park)
At first the real is (bars for your sweetheart)
I got this BMT star (let me reach park)
I used to want a dream car (so i dreamed large)
Now i dream long
Now i dream far
I'm not ching ching chong bro i need grass
Yeah i need grass, touch it in the park quick
No more doom flowers booming in the arctic
Play a few tunes, bass booms from the guitar pick
But hanging on by a string
But who's fred? Bruv I'm two stepping

I ain't trying to chat to you, crittin
What?
(I'm pooping from my inner view in heaven)
(I'm the)
Giver of life, man I'm live path 11

Check it
Racism ain't within, I'm a
Mixed race from Great Britain, I stay driven
But them plate spinnin, but stay with it
Hey kid if play freeze
I'm in my sormax up and age different
I say lyrics and break limits, my brain's wicked
From an age of grave diggers and break spitters I break lyrics
Wanna play cricket? I get in slippers and play sixes
DW bold over but stunt (I take wickets)

(I take wickets) now who's gonna commission that?
(Come on)
(I've seen Aleefa bro)