Devlin, Giggs - Shot Music lyrics
[Devlin, Giggs - Shot Music lyrics]
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
If you wanna play just roll the dice
Frozen I'm as cold as ice
I'll curse your life just like the cast that
Filmed the poltergeist
And call me arrogant cos I
Only follow my own advice
Voices in my cranium have kept me
Company through these lonely times
I see a load of guys that
Are posing like the soldier type
A load of hype
Devs I'm like intense interrogation cos
I expose the lies
Like you've been on road at night
In fear of your safety with the kitchen
Knife as you hold it tight
Call me hot property
I'm like a house on fire
I set these roads alight
Honestly, and if we're talking metaphorically
These MCs are like slim blues I use
Now watch me fucking cut you's down to size
My rhymes are constricting like tights are
On a fat girls thighs i'm on this dirty vibe
I'll snap your spinal cord and
Severe every nerve inside
It's simpler than nursery rhymes
I'm certified
So shut your mouth and close your eyes
To heighten your hearing and appreciate
These flows and rhymes
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
Yeah uhhhh listen
My brains too quick you can't control my life
I'm like a bolt of light
I switched it to the rap scene
From a bulk of light
Me and Devs don't give a fuck
Were both alike
Rolled up on the industry like a motorbike
Let's take it back to the O's of white
Me and Foss in the trap on a vulgar night
That's why I write the same
Shit down that Hova writes
Now all my hot 16 bars are overpriced
Yeah it's been hard for him
He made the last draw they thought
That'd be the last of him
I have to laugh cos look how
I switched the path on him
I've been doing this from day
You can ask Colin
Little brother Clark I'll go hard for him
I'll grab a Strally and a mask for him
To light up a snake waiting
In the grass for him
That's why I shot music im
Tryna chart for him
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
Devlin, my flow bounces back and forth
Like tennis balls in centre court at
Wimbledon when the summer falls
And I don't need physical strengths to
Help me bend the rules
So call me Chuck Conner's son cos I
Take you out with Delta Force
And I'm like blasting at a vinyl
Devs I shot music
You couldn't strip me of my title
Nah I'm still cruising
Just like the Titanic's ghost
I'll leave you fried like French toast
Set alight, tied to a post and left to
Choke on your own smoke
I'm changing letters into figures
So call me algebra
And my lyrics are acidic just like the rain
Sleet and hail across the city
That's falling down on ya
That peasant land for land of a
The metaphor man handler
This shit I say will take your breath
Away just like the fucking Boston strangler
I'm rowdier
Making sure my attacks are multi-angular
To invade the space surrounding ya
A million oceans deep and now I'm drowning ya
My cards are on the table like a gambler
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
If you wanna play just roll the dice
Frozen I'm as cold as ice
I'll curse your life just like the cast that
Filmed the poltergeist
And call me arrogant cos I
Only follow my own advice
Voices in my cranium have kept me
Company through these lonely times
I see a load of guys that
Are posing like the soldier type
A load of hype
Devs I'm like intense interrogation cos
I expose the lies
Like you've been on road at night
In fear of your safety with the kitchen
Knife as you hold it tight
Call me hot property
I'm like a house on fire
I set these roads alight
Honestly, and if we're talking metaphorically
These MCs are like slim blues I use
Now watch me fucking cut you's down to size
My rhymes are constricting like tights are
On a fat girls thighs i'm on this dirty vibe
I'll snap your spinal cord and
Severe every nerve inside
It's simpler than nursery rhymes
I'm certified
So shut your mouth and close your eyes
To heighten your hearing and appreciate
These flows and rhymes
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
Yeah uhhhh listen
My brains too quick you can't control my life
I'm like a bolt of light
I switched it to the rap scene
From a bulk of light
Me and Devs don't give a fuck
Were both alike
Rolled up on the industry like a motorbike
Let's take it back to the O's of white
Me and Foss in the trap on a vulgar night
That's why I write the same
Shit down that Hova writes
Now all my hot 16 bars are overpriced
Yeah it's been hard for him
He made the last draw they thought
That'd be the last of him
I have to laugh cos look how
I switched the path on him
I've been doing this from day
You can ask Colin
Little brother Clark I'll go hard for him
I'll grab a Strally and a mask for him
To light up a snake waiting
In the grass for him
That's why I shot music im
Tryna chart for him
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
Devlin, my flow bounces back and forth
Like tennis balls in centre court at
Wimbledon when the summer falls
And I don't need physical strengths to
Help me bend the rules
So call me Chuck Conner's son cos I
Take you out with Delta Force
And I'm like blasting at a vinyl
Devs I shot music
You couldn't strip me of my title
Nah I'm still cruising
Just like the Titanic's ghost
I'll leave you fried like French toast
Set alight, tied to a post and left to
Choke on your own smoke
I'm changing letters into figures
So call me algebra
And my lyrics are acidic just like the rain
Sleet and hail across the city
That's falling down on ya
That peasant land for land of a
The metaphor man handler
This shit I say will take your breath
Away just like the fucking Boston strangler
I'm rowdier
Making sure my attacks are multi-angular
To invade the space surrounding ya
A million oceans deep and now I'm drowning ya
My cards are on the table like a gambler
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for
We shot music
Call it murder on the dance floor
And we got more bars
Than Wandsworth and Dartmoor
And when they ask us if we're
Signed we just laugh more there's no tricks
What you get is what you ask for