Da Gutter

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Youngs Teflon - Rap, England

Da Gutter

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[Verse] Rap like a monkey on crack with no pen but it was written I jump over beats like I'm skipping You can't buy class, even if you pay tuition It's treacherous tales that I'm kicking This is the gutter, where broke niggas bread you for your butter I'm really with the diggers, get you dug up All my drillers pukka and they don't carry knives but they cutters They do it then it's time for a cuppa I never share my biscuits, only with the crooks and the misfits Anyone can get it, I don't nitpick The fans say my shit kicks so when I don't drop, they need a quick fix Like whеn I sold rocks by the Kwik Fit My whole state of mind is thinking that this day is a mеss Living rate getting lower and it's blatantly stress Was only ten plus nine when I was playing with TEC's Now I'm 'bout to make an app with a lady in tech We done shopped at Frank Johnson's when I ate all my chips Now I got a whole room just to frame all my kicks Old heads hear my tape, say I'm taking the piss But they played your mixtape and they was breaking your disc My bro just came home, he done eight in the pit Put so much ice on his watch, you could skate on his wrist All I do is rap in style and it make niggas sick I'd rather eat alone than dine at the table with pricks I'm in my new truck, pushing through my old hood Bunch of young faces I don't know up to no good I sold sweets in my school before I sold buj Shit's changed, I'm rocking rose gold at the Rosewood These niggas green with envy, we call 'em pesto That's why the nine millimetre's part of the dress code I was raised by Illmatic, that's the threshold So I named my XL bully after Esco These niggas woofing and they ain't got no whoops, they just whooping I been left the T, I'm still pushing Never could you take man for a cushion Lean on who? I'ma show you suttin wicked if you looking I shared the line with my slime Like when we carried bores through, now I sip wine with the bine They said "If you don't seek, you don't find" That's why I think of crime, my South West London state of mind

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  • Youngs Teflon