Ghetts - Suicide lyrics

Ghetts [Justin Clarke Samuel]

[Ghetts - Suicide lyrics]

Oi P, man, come on
You've been waiting for this
Moment your whole career
I retaliate and you don't even
Retaliate in the same week
I heard some shit you couldn't
Pay for your studio time
You should've hollered at me
I will pay for that it's nothing
Only I can war with me, I'm the best
You're not ready in fact, no one is
I'ma war with myself i'm bored, hurry up

How can he kill me? I'm suicidal
I'll take my own life before I let a rival
Hand on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?

They don't know about Ghetto, but I do
I'll kill myself if I lose, why?
Because I'm him times two
Experience if I had your IQ
Err, look at his teeth
I think this nigga fights food permanent tan
He's as black as when your eye's bruised
Easy murder a man
He's a good MC but he can't write tunes
Shouting like the mic ain't switched on
Is that him or Mr wong? You're a radio MC
You must not listen to songs
I'm so sorry, you're nobody
Just a guy Kano's bringing along
Say hello to Kano's hypeman (Ghetto)
In fact, you sound like him
Your bars are probably written
By Kano's right hand what? Calm down
I'm mellow, this ain't no hype, fam
What you jumping about for?
If you wanna do something, do it, then
And you'll know what I run in your house for
And you ain't gotta take my laptop
For me to kick your door down like Wiley
After you jacked his Mac and he ran off
And I ain't gonna pay for the damage
Talking of damage, Flirta D, BMD
And Van Damage swarvo, Ribz
Blacks and a bag of man
Rushed you in Sidewinder
And you and your mandem didn't wanna back it
Where's your gold teeth now? Tragic
Rabbit, here's a carrot
You can have it, it's organic
Now vanish, you've had it
You said you've been getting
The girls to undress
Who called G-H a gyalist?
His girlfriend looks like BA Baracus

How can he kill me? I'm suicidal
I'll take my own life before I let a rival
Hand on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?

Woah, Ghetts went in, you know?
Nah, fuck that, fuck that went in
Fuck that bruv ghetts went in
Aye, wait for Ghetto in the next
The next verse nah it's Ghetts
It's coming you know ghetts
Fuck Ghetts you get me?

I'll take Ghetts out
I'll be the reason his secret gets out
He ain't eating, ten pound for the weekend
Griminal's doing his ting
And Devlin's gone, he must feel left out
By the time I'm done here
There won't be one thing I've left out
Don't say that you're from Greengate
It's been a while since you've left town
And if you come back, then dress down
If I see bling, chains or rings or anyting
I'll rob him and his friends now
Don't come back to the hood
"Skadoosh"? That's one bag of
Poop with a hook and if I was Nocturnal
Then I would've said look
"Don't Phone Me"'s a banger
But "Skadoosh" shouldn't got pushed
In nobody's manor it's boog
You're 25 and you still watch cartoons
And you ain't got no kids, let me ask you
If that's what you do in your spare time
Then fucking with me ain't a smart move
Kung Fu Panda, Toy Story, Ice Age, Madagascar
They're all animated like you
You're no real gangster
Me I ain't scared of nothing but cancer
You don't wanna be the cause of my anger
Because I don't need the green light
I'll do it when it's green, red, or amber
You're not a bad boy you're a skank
Have look in the mirror and
I really can't stand ya

How can he kill me? I'm suicidal
I'll take my own life before I let a rival
Hand on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?

What the fuck did I tell you bruv?
Oh no, but you can't market Ghetto
We need Ghetts (Nah) not fucking Ghetto
We need Ghetts, soft and smooth
Nah, raw shit straight from the belly
My darg can't slew Ghetts

Ghetto, you're only known 'cause of NASTY
And you ain't better than D Double, Monkey
Kano or Sharky
Had to watch the clash you had with Napper
And you got left with no
Pulse or a heartbeat, deaded
How could you let him have the last word?
I thought you were meant to be a menace
Don't blame me, you said it
But that was all I can hear
You ain't clear, the clarity's pathetic
You could never embarrass me, forget it
I'm Sylar, you can't battle me with Bennet
It's a minor when every fan sees the edit's
I'm liver
But I can tell Ghetto was one of them kids
That couldn't eat sweets
Or drink fizzy drinks without getting hyper
I be the sniper on the rooftop
Boy better know I ain't Boy Better Know
He can never make another
Tune called Who's Got
Lyrics or bars, I ain't them man
I'll finish your dance bugs bunny
You better fix them teeth when
You've got enough money
Even if you don't care what man say
You ain't got one girl in your fan base
I'm on a lyrical rampage
I'll run up on the damn stage
My man said he's got bars for me
But when I checked it out
It was a blank page
Looking at the man's face
Check what the fans say i'm the best
Get it damn straight

How can he kill me? I'm suicidal
I'll take my own life before I let a rival
Hand on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?

See? That's what I'm saying clarity, clear
Oi, fuck that soft shit, you're getting me -
You, oi, oi blud, you're getting me hot now
You know
Yo, oi, don't fuck about, you know 'cus
Aye, hear what I'm saying
All that's actually clarity and clear

It's like Ghetts ain't getting it
Open the boot, make Ghetts getting it
I heard he's got a deal on the table
Fuck that, I can stop Ghetts getting it
His name's Ghetts
But all he'll be getting is a shank in
His neck when I get it in
He's on a positive vibe, I'm negative
P Money's been sending for Ghetts
For two years straight
And he ain't said anything
Me? I would've instantly deaded him
See? Full clip, letting off everything
Adrenaline, I'm Escobar and the
Grime scene's million
MC after MC, I bury them, bury them
Bury them pS, G-H-E double T-S
I'm a G5, he's a Game Boy DS
I know man that went school with you
You never carried a tool with you
You went jail for minor offences
The way you talk
You would have thought it's food
You ain't thought this through
Who you talking to? Ghetts, you're a skater
You won't see Ghetts with a flamer
It's all in boost
Ghetts entertainer, I've done my research
And I feel like I know you but fuck that
I still treat Ghetts like a stranger
Because I'm antisocial
And I know old school stories about you
What makes you think that I won't expose all?
When you had a madness with Marcus
You couldn't have been local

How can he kill me? I'm suicidal
I'll take my own life before I let a rival
Hand on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?
How can he kill me? I'm suicidal
I'll take my own life before I let a rival
Hand on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?
How can he kill me? I'm suicidal
I'll take my own life before I let a rival
Hand on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title? Never

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