Groundworks, M1llionz, M Woo - Black2Black lyrics

Boy, go suck your father, your mother
Your auntie, your uncle, your
Sister, your brother, your bombaclaat niece
Knock your and rest in peace
Dark again, night again, lift 'em up
Mek them catch flight again
Deal with them wrong
Make the score right again
Rapid burs', ah wi grip the matic first
Ten Percent ha, ha, yo

Yo, M, can you see my machine? I need to fix
Up 'fore I step in the dance (Blendin')
I'll be pissed if I have to burst it
I don't wanna see a man's blood on my Clarks
(Baow) make the ting come in two by two like
When the animals all stepped in the Ark
(Haha)
Double 8's tryna do Formula Onе like he don't
Know man's got the spеsh in the car (Skrrt)
There's like six two-two's in the gang
When man's in the function, we all got a wap
(Dickhead)
Bro cattin' to bring out the street sweeper
Quick one click and his part is a wrap
(Grrah) went jail twice, came out, man
Said it was hard, so I started
(Mm) man pull up in the mornin' on wass
It could get all deep Spartans attack
(Baow, baow, lagga)

Be on point, but I got the food for you
Go watch that shit you were shiftin' (yeah)
Don't be trappin' with man that
Are sittin' in the
Car and ain't really down for the risks (No)
Male sure that you got vass in the V's 'cause
If it get's stiff then
You're definitely pissed (Rigged)
'Cah now you're sittin' down in induction
Sittin' with the dogs in
The wing chattin' shit
I've been remixin' grub and makin' lives
Done for a lot of Ys, come in so normal
(Whip, whip) i flew OT for like nine months
Every day of the week, it was just so formal
Blendin' in, feds can't take me in
The freaks
That I'm in, there's too much talk, bro
(Nyuum)
And make sure you're trappin' with at least a
Shank, if I beat your socks too
That's awks bro (Lagga)

Two-two 25, three-three 38, 44, 9 millimetre
(Woi, woi)
Rise that and give man a seizure or
Man first with this '07 seater
Make the cashier man look for a tina
Imagine what they'll do if I give them a nina
(Killer) i'm murder
Leave their blood fi get mopped
And soaked by the cleaner (Whoosh)

I told P
"Start waitin' on the same corner 'cah
This shit's just gettin' no ravin'"
(Baow, baow)
The first time that he extended the stuff
Gun, the back of the whoosh, yeah
The jake was amazin' (Grrah, grrah)
Told the yute man, "Make sure that you
Keep one in the head clip
A full clip when you blaze it" (Baow, baow)
And make sure that you have a petrol bath
Burn the clothes and fix no traces (Yo)

Quick, the blue still 38 kickback's lethal
(Baow)
Rass it and mark up his skin like measles
(Mm) t house, inhaler packs and needles
(Ree) , tough them yutes
Cut that we ain't equal (Dickhead)
One's got one dark Egyptian snowboard (Brrt)
One day, bando, a hundred phone calls (Brrt)
One year jailhouse, end up on postal
One time, you slapped off
Thought that was old school

Trappin' hard, that's treacherous shit
(Baow) , whippin' it straight
That's no competit' (Whip, whip)
I take no shorts 'cah that's just a myth
Knife on my fore, I'm takin' the piss
Load up the speedy, you might
Hold seven, the knockback's mad
Gon' send you to heaven
I'm whippin' a box, got
Thirty-seven, 38's comfy, sit's in my denim
First it was a two's then it was four's
Then at last was a raasclart box (Baow)
I'm in the town, raasclart pops
That's courtesy of the straight, dark rocks
(Brrt)
I might intercept if I see your sales
Just waitin' at the red phone box
Now you're all pissed, chattin' shit on your
Phone, let's lin, but you told me
"It's long"

Bruckback spin, clip barrels and bananas
(Rrah) , Cali in a post
Don't come from the farmers (Whoosh)
Tinted V, send shots, body armours
Mind what you doin' just
Chillin' on the corners
Night rum man, drink and whip up cocaine (Ah)
Knife up man, ching, ask him if he's ok
(Ching)
That ain't a risk, ten percent or no way
No more linkups, man, don't do that, no way

Mm baow, baow, lagga
Baow, baow
Dark again, night again, lift 'em up
Mek them catch flight again