I’ll Never Quit

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[Verse] Lewisham rider, serious You can get your headtop filled with lead If you judge my team just by their appearance You can come through on your gassed up hype Say that there ain't nobody you're fearing You'll be a wasteman all your life like Kieron I'll let two slugs glide right near your earring Screech, wheel spin, on point steering One, two, three, four brats put the gear in Shif, Gully, ACE, bare war we're declaring I'll bun a man's face for the cheese and squares So please don't act like you're hard of hearing When we ask you for the Ps and boxes Cause you'll get a deep facial tearing Aisa Spencer ain't caring And me, quit? No, never So you pricks praying on my downfall better Know that you won't see the back of me, ever Not unless I'm running away with your cheddar Shut down shop like Land of Leather Just like Doller, Merky's a go-getter Talking about me, you thought you was clever Till the mandem were barking like Bella That's MI's dog, she's called Bella I'll buss an MC's headtop with the Stella Giving out beats just like Jay Nella Won't ever see me beg it with No, I don't snitch, I ain't a teller Merky ACE, so solid like Mega In star wars like Ewan McGregor No lightsabers, gloves dem are leather I'll put them on and burst that bredda Bounce something off your forehead like a header Leave man's brains on the curb Then splurt from the strip like nothing's occurred Duppy a witness, can't say a word I'm better than these other shit MCs That get played every week, if I get pissed off, I'll be crazy but cheeks Put babies to sleep and the something's in my hand, it's peak I will not stop till I dead your beak I'll let it off and watch your blood leak No fake MC can tell me 'bout street Pussyhole DJs better play Splurt beats I swear down, I ain't lying about beef I'm straight from hell, we're raising up heat Remember when he tried to stab me? I didn't back down, you can ask Kozzie I hold it up for my Family Tree Merky, I will die for my Family Tree Put your soul in the sky for my Family Tree So don't bother try it with my Family Tree An eye for an eye with the Family Tree Not just any guys, it's Family Tree Shifman and MI are in Family Tree TK, Ego and also me I won't quit, like Infa, I'm so sick Won't ever get tied down by no chick Try block me all you want, I'm not shit Tear down your whole sector with one clip Squeeze at your cheek and watch the blood drip Ergh, that is MI's adlib But I'm in FT, so I can use it Certain man say that I abuse it Well, ergh, ergh, ergh, ergh Ergh, ergh, ergh, ergh Ergh, you can hold that one Got a new Boxfresh jacket, it's a black one Got a new ArdWear tee, it's a black one Young days, I robbed a man with a cap gun Got a nice chain? Then don't wear that one If I see three, then I just might clap one But if I'm with TK, we'll clap the whole lot Trust me, we won't give back none Might take a few pictures with a fat one Heard his version and it was a swag one That's why I went home and I wrote this one Already know that it's better than that one I won't quit till I'm dead Beeping machine and the line is a flat one Relatives dressed in suits, black ones (RIP) Ergh I've been doing this ting from morning Big bad A-C-E, raised up where it's always pouring Get rained on while you're in bed yawning What, did you think it was part-time warring? What, did you think that I don't shot draws And weighing up food ain't part of my chores in beef? I use straps that drug money brought in My man's lucky that I ain't caught him Things I'mma do are gonna be appalling Curl up, scar up, no more walking CSI, outline chalking Mum's all crying, Crimewatch, you saw him Calling the number, nobody called in Go get respect like Prez, I'm balling I won't say yout on the way Cause I told the bitch to get it aborted If not, belly shot, she would've caught it The picture you're tracing, FT drawed it Expensive champagne, Merky's poured it Any dibby problems, cock back, sort it Spartan war? Me and Koz, we fought it I won't ever quit, or take shit Fuck off
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Credits
- Writers
- Merky ACE