Cadet, Ghetts - Don’t Take It Personal lyrics
Ghetts [Justin Clarke Samuel]
[Cadet, Ghetts - Don’t Take It Personal lyrics]
Stepped in, underrated legend in the place
Thought the energy came from you
Until I touched mic
Got the whole booth rearranged
New school, yeah I'm improved in a way
Way better than them niggas that
You used to behave
The shotty in a tracksuit like who's brave
Got me walking like I'm using a cane
Ah shit, who's this?
Who's tryna get busy with the kid?
I was really getting fizzy with the fifth
Sincerely get Lizzie in the bit's
(Cadet, Cadet) billy in the gip
Dumb money, tryna get silly with the chips
Shooting up your Apnas, Karlas, and Kuras
I bet you can't see through the Mist
I'm back on my bullshit, Chicago murder spree
If I hit him with the full clip
His soul might end up in purgatory
It's nothing personal so don't
Take it personally
But I will give a nigga the whole Bible
If he's got one verse for me
Washing machine to these niggas
I wash an MC when I spin him
What's an MC to a killer? Like
What's an MC when I kill him?
You don't wanna MC when I'm spitting
It's a serpent's phlegm venomous business
Earth these man when I'm firing
How they gonna win?
All kinds of elements in this
Mm, yeah I hear you
But I ain't tryna hear none of that
It's my team that's got
These youts running back
When these niggas quit grime and
They ain't coming back
And you had the galdem singing for you
I never had galdem singing for me
But them gal would fistfight for the kid
Look I had the galdem swinging for me
Bro, what's your thoughts like?
You can see I've got diamonds in my teeth so
Don't be surprised every time
That I talk right
We've got them tings that would
Come with a torchlight
They hear one Drake album
Now these fuckboys think they can talk like
That's a newspaper, i'll put your dad on the
Cover for talking More Life
If I didn't tell him I was coming
Aaliyah would've wrote another four page
Letter to his cousin
Press trigger and then press people button
(BUCK-I)
You dead, nigga, mi gone: reaper suh'in
(BUCK-I)
Head full, me gwan leave it runnin' (BUCK-I)
Some man a come on like Wayne in Shutters
How you mean? Max done 'im
(10 9 8) These are countdown rocket bars
(7 6 5) Sound off beat i can
Show you where the pockets are
(4 3 2) You got so much so much potential
(Listen to me) You'll be 'round a long time
(1) Just paste and copy dawg
Buh! Got me buggin'
Know what I'm like when I'm under attack
Everytime a nigga body something
They be buggin'
They be saying I'm the reason
That they never commin' back, nigga wait
Put the whole scene on my back on my ones
(Cadet calm down) fuck that I ain't done
They got they' forearm muscles from gym
Man come from whippin' a nigga with a gun
Ain't one of these new school niggas
Uber, Shoreditch and YouTube niggas
Rudeboy I come from a dirty jit
I would shoot and move quick
The roof off niggas
Flip the script quick and hit these niggas
Blew your eye quick and crip these niggas
Cadet, Cadet
I'm Cadet, Cadet, due to evict these niggas
'ow you mean?
Dead man graveyard tombstone
Contract killer no loopholes
Monopoly, chess, Cluedo
Man's bored of the games, and you know
Tai chi, muay thai, judo
Fuck that shit, I'm in shoot mode
Rolex, Breitling, Hublot
I'll take man's time on the route home
Mercury neptune pluto
Give a nigga some space you're too close
Obese heavyweight sumo used to put
Food on scales like Bruno bruno
Who's Bruno? Bruno from you know
As in Bruno in Danger bruno with a Uno
Thought the energy came from you
Until I touched mic
Got the whole booth rearranged
New school, yeah I'm improved in a way
Way better than them niggas that
You used to behave
The shotty in a tracksuit like who's brave
Got me walking like I'm using a cane
Ah shit, who's this?
Who's tryna get busy with the kid?
I was really getting fizzy with the fifth
Sincerely get Lizzie in the bit's
(Cadet, Cadet) billy in the gip
Dumb money, tryna get silly with the chips
Shooting up your Apnas, Karlas, and Kuras
I bet you can't see through the Mist
I'm back on my bullshit, Chicago murder spree
If I hit him with the full clip
His soul might end up in purgatory
It's nothing personal so don't
Take it personally
But I will give a nigga the whole Bible
If he's got one verse for me
Washing machine to these niggas
I wash an MC when I spin him
What's an MC to a killer? Like
What's an MC when I kill him?
You don't wanna MC when I'm spitting
It's a serpent's phlegm venomous business
Earth these man when I'm firing
How they gonna win?
All kinds of elements in this
Mm, yeah I hear you
But I ain't tryna hear none of that
It's my team that's got
These youts running back
When these niggas quit grime and
They ain't coming back
And you had the galdem singing for you
I never had galdem singing for me
But them gal would fistfight for the kid
Look I had the galdem swinging for me
Bro, what's your thoughts like?
You can see I've got diamonds in my teeth so
Don't be surprised every time
That I talk right
We've got them tings that would
Come with a torchlight
They hear one Drake album
Now these fuckboys think they can talk like
That's a newspaper, i'll put your dad on the
Cover for talking More Life
If I didn't tell him I was coming
Aaliyah would've wrote another four page
Letter to his cousin
Press trigger and then press people button
(BUCK-I)
You dead, nigga, mi gone: reaper suh'in
(BUCK-I)
Head full, me gwan leave it runnin' (BUCK-I)
Some man a come on like Wayne in Shutters
How you mean? Max done 'im
(10 9 8) These are countdown rocket bars
(7 6 5) Sound off beat i can
Show you where the pockets are
(4 3 2) You got so much so much potential
(Listen to me) You'll be 'round a long time
(1) Just paste and copy dawg
Buh! Got me buggin'
Know what I'm like when I'm under attack
Everytime a nigga body something
They be buggin'
They be saying I'm the reason
That they never commin' back, nigga wait
Put the whole scene on my back on my ones
(Cadet calm down) fuck that I ain't done
They got they' forearm muscles from gym
Man come from whippin' a nigga with a gun
Ain't one of these new school niggas
Uber, Shoreditch and YouTube niggas
Rudeboy I come from a dirty jit
I would shoot and move quick
The roof off niggas
Flip the script quick and hit these niggas
Blew your eye quick and crip these niggas
Cadet, Cadet
I'm Cadet, Cadet, due to evict these niggas
'ow you mean?
Dead man graveyard tombstone
Contract killer no loopholes
Monopoly, chess, Cluedo
Man's bored of the games, and you know
Tai chi, muay thai, judo
Fuck that shit, I'm in shoot mode
Rolex, Breitling, Hublot
I'll take man's time on the route home
Mercury neptune pluto
Give a nigga some space you're too close
Obese heavyweight sumo used to put
Food on scales like Bruno bruno
Who's Bruno? Bruno from you know
As in Bruno in Danger bruno with a Uno