XP BURSTGANG, President T - Mental lyrics

[XP BURSTGANG, President T - Mental lyrics]

I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental
I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental

I don't know why man wanna talk greazy
It ain't that when they're out on street
Them man there wanna shout on beats
Us man ah book rooms out on deets
Redskin ting with the brows on fleek
Got like three of her pals on beak
Been doing this since how long, G?
See dem man? They've got nought on me
X on the mic, sky man up to Saturn
Come through burst like "yeah
What's the pattern?"
Banged one MC and he got flattened
Can't murk XP, that don't happen
Sending for who? Mate, you're on a mad 'un
Caught your baby mum smoking Sharon
These man think they've got bars
They haven't
Discard MCs, I'm a loose cannon, mental

I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental
I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental

T on the Wing, 24 7
"Prez, I heard you're big in heaven"
I'm not surprised
I've been around since pre-'97 big in 3
4 countries? Nah, rudeboy
I'm big in over eleven
Big in Hammersmith, big in Bush
Hang tight my guy with the Afghan kush
Big in Dagenham, big in Kent
Big in Stafford and Stoke-on Trent
Big in Dublin, big in Derry
I don't wanna dash man over
The side of the ferry
If you do your research, you would learn
I'm the champion of this cult
Man wanna put in work
But I can't see the result

I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental
I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental

Anywhere I touch down, that's mental, don
Dem man are teef like dental, don
Us man are gassed like petrol, don
Come through, shut down Central, don
Not too bad for that same mad ginger
Still hungry like I ain't had dinner
Got a likkle name, tryna make that bigger
Why would I care what a wasteman's inna?
It's like seven days
Lemon haze and I'm setting pace
I still back my talk and I can demonstrate
Put three holes in your denim, straight
Two bit's and that's settings, mate
I'm on mic all over the gaffe
True, man used to rob man for a joke
Now, man ah rave, doing shows for a laugh
Mental

I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental
I was in the ends, I don't know what happened
I swear down, none of them man can't pattern
Burst Gang ting, that's real presidential
When I come through, shut down, that's mental

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