Pegz: Rapper Tag #43

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[Intro] Ah yeah This is Pegz, Capital P Representing Obese crew, representing Gully Platoon, straight out of Burn City I'm now chilling with my man Plutonic Lab In the Plutonic Lab Studios This is how it goes down, yeah [Verse 1] It's in our future now that hipsters are rapping Fucking with Pegz, shit'll die quicker than plankton Intergalactic Obese swinging a baton Spitting a cinematic track into your chasm On your girl's top ten, journalists love me Rapper Tag's most wanted like Colonel Gaddafi Murderous flow, the streets are my personal army Disturbing the peace like insurgent Iraqi, yep You better ask someone who slays suckers Fake fuckers wake up in a summer bay rape dungeon I don't play, I study the sweet science One in the chamber running from police sirens Live from the streets of London and Greek riots Shouts to my homeboys Hunter, Reason and Bias, yeah! [Verse 2] Yeah, it goes man up, one on one standoff Parry the hook, carry a book like a handgun Bad [?] Capital P pushing a fat blunt Foot on the gas, looking for crack in a Mac truck Back on a four four, pushing a fat sock Clock's ticking, pox thicker like bad blood Bankrupt flow getting down to business, we pack Clubs and rack up [?] Moving 'round the system like Palestinians Melbourne diggers written like algorithms [?] one six tell 'em how we're living My personality shine like altruism South east boy coming from the housing commission I got hunger pains from the malnutrition Now I sip champagne, take out the missus Parley like it's motherfucking Hell's Kitchen, oh! [Outro] Ah yeah Rapper Tag 44 up next We got Dialectrix Big thanks to my man Plutonic Labs for the drums and the beat Peace, see ya next time
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