Vegemite

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Still in the ranks like Shabba And my old mate said he dont wanna drive cars So the R1 burning rubber Gals back then didn't wanna show love But now they wanting my number This is my bread and butter Run up on them then make them stutter yeah Moncler still on the puffer And I got no love for the pigs cause some of them stay undercover Muay-thai kicks to your face might make it hard for you to recover Come from the mud thats gutter Jobs get done in a black one tonner Spin that block see nada [?] Won't back your bruddas Please back your boys Been doing this sincе plastic toys Step on the stage and you know that I mеrk it Now the whole crowd gonna make some noise Intergalactic trapped in voids Wanna blow up like smashing roids Anybody stepping in my way No swinging on a blade leave a man destroyed [Chorus x2] Said he might This flows yuck like vegemite Ive spun him like plenty times Plenty gal and plenty rhymes Spirit of twenty tribes Walked them streets in plenty nikes Plenty hours plenty nights Free my boys done plenty [Verse 2] Might sound good on drill but they not on grime Sneak diss thinking youre good but youre not my slime [?] in a solar eclipse can block my shine Still on the way to the top just read the sign Read that, said read the room Still pop out that's peek a boo We don't bite like eating soup Spin that track and speakers boom Been a don since in the womb Clean them out don't need a broom Bring your gang we'll sweep em too Don't want beef like vegan food Don't want beef like hindu people Smoke my green get high like eagle Know my beats all got that diesel Can't stop now this flows illegal We pop out like zits and measles Let it be just like the beetles Still pray to god then i get it on job they know I'm evil I'm so disgusting My boys like vladimir putin Give you the booting then we just russian They all just rap about shooting Who are you shooting Brudda you're bluffin Them packs just land at susans Come from the cubans Get it in dozens [Chorus x2] Said he might This flows yuck like vegemite Ive spun him like plenty times Plenty gal and plenty rhymes Spirit of twenty tribes Walked them streets in plenty nikes Plenty hours plenty nights Free my boys done plenty