lirik lagu marleek feat. skooby - concrete country (freestyle)
intro:
so i just bashed the girl, didn’t run back
s.s it’s knackered mate
you know it is, don’t stop
you need to hope these phoneys flop mate
verse 1:
me and some youngers are in o.t
the local pre~school teachers know what we’re doing
and they f~ckin’ hate it
they even get ‘pally~pally’ with the local police
and tell ’em look out for our n~gga faces (our faces)
so typical, so f~ckin’ racist
you ain’t nuttin’ like me
and it’s fair to say that you’re highly basic
i’m highly involved in the streets, but off the roads
ask me how many times i’ve been in the kitchen this week
she knows that i cook, but this food inedible
smoke and feet
move that out my ends for p’s
ended up getting involved in violence, crime and police (~siren~)
grindin’ at roy’s for years, ended up watching him die
he was a low~life, but for a smoker that was a decent guy
tryna turn negative from positive, all from a mic
i don’t even know if i rap, but i definitely don’t tell lies
tidy piece of work, no scr~pper you can out skooby that’s my guy
verse 2:
tidy piece of work, not too shabby bae. what’s skooby doo?
put her hips in motion when she ride it like a hula~hoop
she said skooby wife me, i said baby take a look at you (ha ha)
hit it from the back, i f~cked her sister for a nude of you
callin’ in my brother, he here after. that’s what n~ggas do
baby bring your pals, call ’em out, bring ’em for the crew
welcome to the concrete country, welcome to the zoo
her mum can’t sh~g me properly, she knows that’s skooby doo
funny on the mic, real life i’ll knock your block off
chattin’ all that sh~t in the sun to get his block hot
you ain’t never seen a trap, you ain’t never seen a wap
you ain’t never been around no money in a duffel bag
you ain’t never been broke, you ain’t never sold coke
you ain’t never seen your pals take money out your pockets
just to hear that he bought crack
hear that he bought dope
they know my buddy, they don’t know me, i got the antidote
times were really lonely as a youngen but we had to cope
dunana was on my ~rs~, told my man we gotta go
knowing that i got a blow
years of this has gotta show
soon to be selling shows
can’t wait until we on the road (skrrr)
like that, like that
mmm, and we still workin’, yeah
don’t get it twisted boy
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