[Intro: DTwin 1]
JMK’s done it again
Ay bro, JMK’s did a mazza on this one
Still in the A
E block where Latz go K’d
[Verse 1: D38]
Tan to the grub come six out of ten
That’s a J-O-K-E ting
Tell my runner to go have a nap
We ain’t serving this, no one’s getting shit tints
Still setting up shop like Nisa
Don’t lack at your Nisa and end up chipped
We used to kick ball, now this is really it
You ain’t got heart, don’t step in the pitch
Litch, bro asked if I got my flicks
I laughed ’til man started coughing and shit
Five times four or the .38 spin
Wait on my name, but it is what it is
When bro calls me he keeps talking flizz
But you know us man ain’t talkative
Trip then he woulda been pissed
I never seen a human move that quick
TM woulda got it too, but thеy saw us man and they knew what to do
I ain’t tryna send no diss on a Zoom
I’m tryna makе use of this broom
He saw my face and he knew he was screwed
But I’ll leave the rest of the streets
Bored him, striked, now I’m there on my feet, feet
Tryna make an opp boy leak
[Verse 2: JM]
They talk on us, they ain’t scoring points
Five man just stuffed in the dings on the opp block really tryna score me a point
Run a man down, got me screaming “Oi”
Trip up, you’re pissed, you’re not making it home
Shout JaySav, he was way too slow
16 got hit with the ‘chetes
And SA and we sunk his boat
They talk about drilling on us, they’re lying
We’re the reason their friends keep dying
My young boy just tore his flesh
Now Mucky can’t get seen outside
The streets aren’t safe so I roll with mine
Big bro wanna drop me the hammer
I said “Fuck that”, I went and brought me mine
I said “Fuck that”, I went and brought me mine
[Verse 3: DTwin 1]
Still in the A
Can’t tell us we ain’t
E block where Latz got K’d
Wynne Road where 16 stayed
Your friends ain’t here and you’re fine with their graves
Catch up, boy don’t get shaved
Catch up, boy don’t get shaved
[Verse 4: DTwin 2]
Again when the [?] and [?]
Me and Twin are both armed with knives
Once more, surrounding lights
And the sirens don’t harmonise
Lemme shout out them shit guys
Their olders shamelessly despise
With the Rambo, six of them tried
Manouver the flicky, they knew it was life
[Verse 5: Remaaa]
I wanna go to the Hill, but the ‘Raq keep calling
DTwins, yeah we’re riding in the passy or the back, he ain’t on stalling
But he come old and rusty
Lucky the bruck-back don’t need sawing
And trust me, they ain’t on fuckry
Most of their knifework is appalling
16 came to the strip, didn’t make it back, I felt it for him
Bro said there’s a new dings
And Now the AD’s are touring
I just wanna see an opp boy slip
On the frontline walking
And if you see the Twins then run with the wing, ’cause you might not see the next morning
Free my bros, really left opps pouring
[Outro]
E-E-Ekayy, this mix sounds cold
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