| Anger made me say
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| What I’ve been thinking all along
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| (Living a lie)
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| (Living a lie)
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| I love the love when I embrace the H
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| Them bruddas are coming up with their mixtapes, basics
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| Some of them have never run this race, they’re aimless
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| Stuntin on their bread in a big way, amazin
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| Nothing, never ever a big brain, patience
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| Money I’m gonna get when display the greatness
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| Some man a' get it when I swing blades at faces
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| Tell a brudda I said I’m invading spaces
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| I’m only cool when
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| Is out forseen by thousands
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| Most of your favorite artists in the country
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| You ain’t gonna see me around them
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| Four and a half bags for this feature
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| And all I do is just count them
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| A crosshair, an arm and a leg
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| And both lungs, that’d make there an album
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| (RAGS!) I got a rude attitude, never been afraid of being hated
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| (RAGS!) I’m from the East side of the river Thames, not far from the Kray twins
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| (RAGS!) Growing up everyone on my road was either shottas or gunmen
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| (RAGS) So when man was old enough to roll, you dun know what I done then
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| (RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS!)
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| (RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS!)
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| I don’t give a fuck about anyone who finds what I’m saying as offensive
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| I won’t tiptoe around anyone I’m irate; |
| stamp the floor until it vibrates,
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| endless
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| Nobody ain’t gotta second-guess what I’m actually thinking
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| I’m upfront like a child with the questions
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| Speaking my mind is a natural instinct
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| Some think it’s crap to go whinging
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| Fuck that, I ain’t gonna hold my tongue back
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| There’s a scene called grime and I run that
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| I’ve been away for a minute
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| And everybody’s been awaiting my comeback
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| I love that, I’ve been carrying the scene on my shoulders
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| My brother, know I’ve never got a hunched back
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| Nostradamus, and Pradas
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| Street sweeper with no dustpan
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| (RAGS!) I got a rude attitude, never been afraid of being hated
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| (RAGS!) I’m from the East side of the river Thames, not far from the Kray twins
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| (RAGS!) Growing up everyone on my road was either shottas or gunmen
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| (RAGS) So when man was old enough to roll, you dun know what I done then
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| (RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS!)
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| (RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS!)
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| I say what I mean, I mean what I say
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| I mean what I say, I say what I mean
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| Fuck an indirect, say it to me
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| You’ve got something on your mind? |
| Say it then, G
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| I say what I mean, I mean what I say
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| I mean what I say, I say what I mean
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| Fuck an indirect, say it to me
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| You’ve got something on your mind? |
| Say it then, G
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| (RAGS!) I got a rude attitude, never been afraid of being hated
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| (RAGS!) I’m from the East side of the river Thames, not far from the Kray twins
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| (RAGS!) Growing up everyone on my road was either shottas or gunmen
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| (RAGS) So when man was old enough to roll, you dun know what I done then
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| (RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS!)
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| (RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS! RAGS!)
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| How long ya been pretending?
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| How long ya been pretending? |