作词 : B. Ayemere/T.S. De Cordova 作曲 : B. Ayemere/T.S. De Cordova Mokuba Mokuba Lives Beats Been missing, I ain't feeling it Bro told me hit the bando and keep killing it They took my bros, **** the judge, **** the silly CIDs I hit the corner shop, two Zanco's, sim and chip When I hit the lick, I get thoughts of the dead Same time bro-bro sauced up a neck I probably gotta get my mind sorted a second But Ash need me, keeps calling again Suttin' got candid, that's where the cliff hangs The weekend pops, ain't talking no wristband I could've text her and done me a quick two Them *****s so prang, they're slapping they **** bands And Johnny text back, he told me my **** bangs But I already know, I ain't gonna reply back My pack half brown, half white, it's a ice frap I really put work in the floor in the high flats I should've never forced myself on the fast train But we was fifteen with raps of the class A And now they're gonna lie for the ******s on IG They gave bro life and that's why my heart ache Cah I was in class assaulting my classmates And then my ***** lied, I got issues with my trust So me, M's hit the tizzy on spring break I ain't even 20, my *****, I fling grub **** fist fights, you touch me, I swing this Civils can't help him, watching him sinkin' I'm probably with K36 or Jim Jibz Cah I don't know what you other *****s are thinkin' And you ain't got five in your junker drinkin' Do it like Mike or Myth when I swing this And suttin' ain't right, but I couldn't be right Cah suttin' got diced, a **** just limping My sim jam packed, I got fiends in the doorway I tell 'em double that like I leaned on pure ye He choking out, he can't breath, this the powers He been at it for hours like he's battling a court case Catting for the sorbet Bro said I'm a rapper, I still fling it twenty-fours Summertime, I'm comfortable, it's cling up in my drawers Foot chase by the constable, they're filling up my ward But I still raise my hand like I'm winning an award I ain't sinkin', I got packin', everything in fashion Gold my block for dutty and stiff chapping He ain't on I, I know that it's just chatting But either way I pattern the pattern, it get managed Either way I pattern the pattern, it gets sorted I mixed the pack with magi', I just bought it We could've gone clear or clear the whole mortgage But when they took T-Sav back, it all halted Tell me what you need, we got sorts in a dozen I'm sorting out my man, then sorting his cousin The hood ****ed, I could've been at war with my cousin Then bro got life cah he tore up a suttin' I'm painting you my story like I'm Dave or I'm Rapman We make bands then the askaar 'nap gang ****ed up the mots', the DVLA banned man I need a mo' stack like Skamz and Clan Clan My man ah bang, who you shaved up badman? My ***** Rella pull up on dingers with live smoke I got 'ed like Sheeran and Dave like Santan So when I step foot in the mountains, it's no joke I used to break weed 'til cuzzy the cook-cook So I been on the mots', I don't know when I'm back home My mummy begs me stop switching up my phone Cah she can't get through, she panics and call bro
[00:00.00] 作词 : B. Ayemere/T.S. De Cordova [00:01.00] 作曲 : B. Ayemere/T.S. De Cordova [00:05.84]Mokuba [00:13.57]Mokuba Lives Beats [00:18.18]Been missing, I ain't feeling it [00:19.85]Bro told me hit the bando and keep killing it [00:21.80]They took my bros, **** the judge, **** the silly CIDs [00:24.22]I hit the corner shop, two Zanco's, sim and chip [00:26.53]When I hit the lick, I get thoughts of the dead [00:28.55]Same time bro-bro sauced up a neck [00:30.87]I probably gotta get my mind sorted a second [00:33.17]But Ash need me, keeps calling again [00:35.62]Suttin' got candid, that's where the cliff hangs [00:37.88]The weekend pops, ain't talking no wristband [00:40.15]I could've text her and done me a quick two [00:42.37]Them *****s so prang, they're slapping they **** bands [00:44.74]And Johnny text back, he told me my **** bangs [00:47.00]But I already know, I ain't gonna reply back [00:49.31]My pack half brown, half white, it's a ice frap [00:51.63]I really put work in the floor in the high flats [00:54.01]I should've never forced myself on the fast train [00:56.33]But we was fifteen with raps of the class A [00:58.59]And now they're gonna lie for the ******s on IG [01:00.95]They gave bro life and that's why my heart ache [01:03.23]Cah I was in class assaulting my classmates [01:05.49]And then my ***** lied, I got issues with my trust [01:07.87]So me, M's hit the tizzy on spring break [01:10.18]I ain't even 20, my *****, I fling grub [01:12.72]**** fist fights, you touch me, I swing this [01:14.68]Civils can't help him, watching him sinkin' [01:17.04]I'm probably with K36 or Jim Jibz [01:19.23]Cah I don't know what you other *****s are thinkin' [01:21.62]And you ain't got five in your junker drinkin' [01:23.91]Do it like Mike or Myth when I swing this [01:26.31]And suttin' ain't right, but I couldn't be right [01:28.45]Cah suttin' got diced, a **** just limping [01:30.98]My sim jam packed, I got fiends in the doorway [01:33.31]I tell 'em double that like I leaned on pure ye [01:35.65]He choking out, he can't breath, this the powers [01:37.86]He been at it for hours like he's battling a court case [01:40.24]Catting for the sorbet [01:41.50]Bro said I'm a rapper, I still fling it twenty-fours [01:43.62]Summertime, I'm comfortable, it's cling up in my drawers [01:45.84]Foot chase by the constable, they're filling up my ward [01:48.12]But I still raise my hand like I'm winning an award [01:50.39]I ain't sinkin', I got packin', everything in fashion [01:52.76]Gold my block for dutty and stiff chapping [01:55.13]He ain't on I, I know that it's just chatting [01:57.68]But either way I pattern the pattern, it get managed [01:59.90]Either way I pattern the pattern, it gets sorted [02:02.23]I mixed the pack with magi', I just bought it [02:04.57]We could've gone clear or clear the whole mortgage [02:06.79]But when they took T-Sav back, it all halted [02:09.14]Tell me what you need, we got sorts in a dozen [02:11.55]I'm sorting out my man, then sorting his cousin [02:13.76]The hood ****ed, I could've been at war with my cousin [02:15.78]Then bro got life cah he tore up a suttin' [02:18.28]I'm painting you my story like I'm Dave or I'm Rapman [02:20.59]We make bands then the askaar 'nap gang [02:23.02]****ed up the mots', the DVLA banned man [02:25.30]I need a mo' stack like Skamz and Clan Clan [02:27.82]My man ah bang, who you shaved up badman? [02:29.91]My ***** Rella pull up on dingers with live smoke [02:32.09]I got 'ed like Sheeran and Dave like Santan [02:34.40]So when I step foot in the mountains, it's no joke [02:36.81]I used to break weed 'til cuzzy the cook-cook [02:38.98]So I been on the mots', I don't know when I'm back home [02:41.22]My mummy begs me stop switching up my phone [02:43.57]Cah she can't get through, she panics and call bro [02:46.10]
