Plugged In Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] SD, Plugged In Fumez the Engineer West Yorkshire stando Yo [Verse] Grab your bally and let your strally rip Knock it down a gear, lean back and grip Ford comes hot from a Nor' Wessy sticks An' my rhyme scheme's sick, I'm an active kid I rob Bapes, cop sticks, serve nicks, shook strips And if my eyesight's locked to a bitch I won't miss I'ma buss' and dip Kickin' off doors off estate for your crops then we chip Plated up dingers for that shit Active kids, yeah we walk what we talk, no lip I remove off doors with a big kick Tie up all your stash and make a quick flip In other words make a quick lick In other words you can't do shit And Fumez called me down for the Plugged In I couldn't say no so I jumped in Fat boy run his fat chops So I stepped back and slumped him One bang dumped him, boom [?], Kenny, PJ and Biggz, yeah we're active Plodded on estate but we're packin' beefs Slide up we get it crackin', TEC-9's slappin' I be active in ends I got heat, doin' circles Lappin', endin' man, hyped on the phone You're a joke I just kick back laughin' And yeah I fucked up my phone Twenty lads that's slackin' But I'll come up off music I stay loyal to my boys, don't abuse it We raid [?] it's the life that we live, I didn't choose it I stepped on road now my clothes exclusive Type on road and you still get muted I don't roll on my ones I'm not stupid I got my sides boxed off like Rubix Me and Kizza doin' laps round local If a dingy hypes then we'll toast 'em We plan moves on the D-low Yack mans packs phones and the kilos, put it all out And I still ring my plug like "Where is my reload?" And yeah I'm posted local Graftin', started as a peddle bike Yo it was a mad ting Started skippin' school, gettin' racks in And then I 'come the face of my bit in my ends Stage smart, set trends, fifteen, sideways around them bends And fam I'm not a rude boy mush, I'm a charva I'm comin' up on road real loud and fast, like a .45 blast I don't give a fuck about my past I been jail, lost my kid, been slashed Man my music's airborne suttin' like an aircraft Too, too blessed to be stressed, in myself I invest I kinda separated myself from the rest, I get rated Fans from the North, from the East, to the South, to the West I'm a active kid I live what I chat and if you run or get slapped You ain't gettin' it back I live by the code fam I'm far from a rat I set trends in the ends, far from a cat [Outro] Baow Fumez the Engineer