Church Intro

Lyrics

[Intro]: Dun know Back to the sagas O-nizzle, back on my grizzle, shankle for shizzle That season [Verse 1:] Guess whose back on the scene? Its Lash Its that season, its that chap who spits like gats squeezing So that means that swagger rappers im eating Catch em napping and sleeping Thats what happens when there chatting fraff and jump in the deep end If there guns are yapping then theyre best to back up their speech Lashes back on the beat Like the bobby police dem Man ain't copping Fuck an ofice meeting When the label making me offers if they not talking bout profits I can't be bothered so fuck em cause we dont need em All I need is a team thats moving like a machine Steady, ever ready to go to war like a marine If you think youre ready grab your berre' rep for the team My brothers keeper keeping my sister safe, raising the seeds And man ain't stopping for anything, until were bathin in ps Until we maintain the peace cause theres too much pain in the streets Blood im saying its deep, blood stain the pavement like bleech So i pray that we teach the youngers them to aim and to reach Show them, life is a beach like James and the giant Peach and if discipline is applied you can rise to the highest peaks, its nothing... [Interlude] Verse 2: So tell em straight thats its nothing Fuck a hustle I get my struggle on Trapped in the hussle and bussle where i tussle with Babylon Pain in my muscle but trust me I gotta carry on To get out my position, cause theyre no magician No witches waving no magic wand So im fixing up and getting my Jimmy Saville on, leaving behind the vagabonds Little wankers and tag-alons, when things kick off they kick out like a marathon But they always chat like they kick off your doors with ballies on Save that chat for the chicks, me and my chaps arent having none Plus the chat is that teh younger stuck you for your medallion So theres no time to dally when tings are popping like strallies {?} Make the mandem carry on.. [Outro]