Swords In The Dirt

Lyrics

[Sample] Roots Manuva – My gosh [Verse 1: Roots] Yao sou fíle, Manuva get milly Blacked out, coming like a black sport billy Venture plan, see me with my DV cam Film my low tech movie on mothers who push prams To smuggle grams to get grands to feed their babies Skid valley death traps get more crazy I'm coolin in my yard now I drinks my Bailey's We love rap, ghetto fuel, feeding the poor Keep them grubalicious gavvers from knocking ya door It's x amount of dudes to diss, we stay dat Swords in the dirt, sonny, show your respect [Sample] My escapades left your fucking shit splayed [Verse 2 : Danny Vicious] In or lay lay, out of town but not Hyde And hundred keys in the dirt and still rising Big five pop off style and go town In some shiny black loafers for raving down Yeah yo weekend reach, we spend cash In them wine bars, bashment raves and sound clashes None of y'all fools dun know where to find me Since I buss up the spot and dust the mid nineties Sword in the mud, still I go on foul Still sword in the dirt, still poppin' off work Dat monster guy, king killer eye Eight hands and eight pies, da octapie, yo [Sample] Rodney P ah wah they put me in the mix [Verse 3: Rodney P] Yo, you've yet to see the best of 'P' You believe I smoke too much weed? It's guaranteed I'm a twist trees 'til my eye dem bleed An' I believe sex is good on Es but that me The truth will set you free, rudeboy we nah lie True I use my third eye, calm and free eye Jah know and I'ma live big And send requests to my girl cos my girl is my rib Ya know the flex, ya know the plan Got my sword in the dirt and my spliff in my hand And it's big tings a gwan to my MC gang Riddim killa for the girls and the ganja man [Hook: Niara] Swords in the dirt, the whole truth hurts Our posse and crew stand strong and do the worse Swords in the dirt, the cold truth burns Whole posse and crew stand strong and do the worse [Sample] Dr. Evil BLAH inya bludclart [Blackitude] Adda real up in a face of a seven worse ting We live long and never prosperin', always regrettin' it We can't na fadar folloh Fashion, you flash bare foolery, coonery Even your white boy decoys is niggas now Keep it bloodklart, I'm at home chillin', sword in a mud bath From us lot parking it from my inclination Smack you in ya head copper beg your pardon Hardened fumes tell you gammas nuttin' We magnetic son ultra, B-boy, North and south polar Whole lotta minutes soldier, I told you come boulder or get My attitude is rude and shit, blah [Sample] P [Big P] This is P man, superheavyweight Spangle with the tea man, top shotta south east man Streets man, you know I push that work Hurt anything that's tryna invade my turf I'm a braveheart, stickin' my sword in the dirt I take part, tings in the boot of the Merc' Open that, push da strap under my shirt 'Cause if I have to, I blast you off the face of the earth And right about now, this is rap revolution They can try to fight down but P's the solution The world is mine, frontline kingpin Keepin' it live for South East 1-5 [Sample] Right now the Skeme [Skeme] I got my sword in the dirt on SE8 frontlines Arms I shot are cyphers, fire blaze rounds When I bless wax, ag, battle rap crimes All chichi mon fiyah bun one time I'm a sword swingin' general from your dirty south Like puffin cable tongue you get super mow Skeme's about, two thousand horror of rap With the sword in the dirt while I'm stabbing the track Fassy's don't like what us warriors built But I'm holding down my space with a lancer shield Black knights of this rap ting, ya skin get peeled And if I don't have my sword then the nine's the deal And that's the real [Outro: Niara] Don't you got me on a long ting no They tried to diss but they can't stop this flow X2 Swords in the dirt The whole truth hurts Posse and crew stand strong and do the worse The cold truth burns Our posse and crew stand strong and do the worse