Just Blaze, Klashnekoff, Skepta, Jme - 110 Sessions lyrics

Listen to what I say on the beat
You know my face, Jme
Right now, we're gonna cook up a treat
Five artists, we're all unique
If you got talent, then use it
Stay under control, don't lose it
Cause there's kids going mad on the streets
Please don't forget, it's only music
Still, build up the vibes
Work with people, swallow your pride
Right now you're on your own, struggling
Trying to reach for the sky
Trying to make a tune that's hot
Some people have forgot what's what
I've told you before, must've forgot
Work hard, even when put on the spot

Yo, Skepta, Klashnekoff just Blaze and Jme
I can see MCs hating me
But I know why though
Cause I played his girlfriend
Like a PlayStation 3 he used to be in front
But now he's chasing me
Nobody would buy his CD even if it was 25p
But Boy Better Know we're cool
I don't care if you buss your tool
Me and Jme sold so many T-shirts
I make Versace look like a fool and
I'm gonna keep on spitting
Till I get a grey beard and a grey tache
You wanna book us? You better pay cash
Boy Better Know, now slow it down for K-Lash

Yo, yo, save the children
By any which way, I'm making a million
Building a foundation, fam
If the nation is willing
Need to protect the women and
Really check how we're living
Bare robberies and killing
Coppers and villains
Killers killing me softly
Blood spilling like bit's of coffee
Kids copycats shotting rocky
Hot buds are bussing their bucky, it's mucky
Trust me dead bodies slumped over potty
It's potty but if I popped like a spot
They'd probably rob me but that's the irony
Gotta keep at least five eyes
Either side of me
Analysing society cause inside of me
Getting twisted like Siamese with
More than Miami beaches
When I'm slicing and dicing
These leeches to pieces
They leading people to thesis
They can teach ya about your treatments
But rather you're seeking Jesus
Like pastors or pizzas
My peoples need deliverance
Maintain the innocence
And decrease the ignorance
Cause in a sense it's you
Digging deep in your inner tubes
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And that was it one more time, can I hear
That? Can I hear that, just?