Darkside Freestyle
(专辑: Freedom Of Speech - 2008)
Oi Lewi, are you sick? Yeah... G.H. (Back on the
darkside Shit) Yeah, I'm back on the
darkside shit That's right. Ok. (Wow... Woo) Listen... Ok SKOOM! Different day, same shit... I'm in the
same whip getting rid of weight and grams Many hate my plans I
swear down if any take a
stand I'll tell Ace hold the
semi straight and bang I'll seperate your gang, then generate a
scam Don't ever shake my hand You're 22 and you ain't ever made a
grand I
can educate you fam You seem silly? Call me P. Diddy you'll never make the
band Don't come around here tryna demonstrate the
slang I
devastate all featherweights... More time I
dedicate to fans Let me take your hands, I'm smart with the
bars Got all the
kids like when they take exams I'm on a
roll like sellotape from strands Even when I
commentate this nang I
celebrate everyday on this same said estate and jam I
know I
had to get away from 'Ham Back routes in a
black coup In my eyes see three in a
black tracksuit But if I'm running a
bank scam it's black suits But I'm like Wretch though cause my dress codes never retro Fresh to death so my ex wants me back but... She better get used to me gone 'Cause I
need my space like I'm truthfully Tom And the
way I
do too many wrongs She might stumble upon too many phones, too many girls Too many doms that's what I'm usually on On a
regular my wife might go through my cellular But she's so real that I'll never get rid of her I
can make an angel switch like Angelica I
don't do trips for two to America You think you're clever huh? I'm on the
grind every semester... I
make music that's secular, ask any magazine editor I
be doing this ting like nobody does it Them boy there don't exist on the
register I
been the
best since 2-5 and it's due time Niggas pay respect like when Proof died Now it's 2-7, I'm the
UK's new weapon I
couldn't give a
shit what you reckon Don't doubt me for even a
few seconds I
ain't got time for you peasants with no stage presence I
make more than an effort that's why my foot's so sore And my T-shirt's wet full of sweat to get here I
broke laws 120 on the
clock like "Oh lord!" Sticks on the
waist incase there's any road wars Now I'm late But the
show don't start until I'm through those doors Quick let me take a
trip back to '04 I
was like "Ghetto! "... They was like "Who?" But you know what, that don't happen no more Why you wanna see ID when I'm V.I.P.? I'll wear what I
want Like kids that don't care bout their parents response I'm off the
rails I
told you before I'm a
menace like Kano [?] So feds smile when I'm locked in a
cell But I
scream "Free" like I
done a
song with Estelle Man are on corners like shops and Patels Make everybody sick my doctor as well... That's because I'm a
popular male I'll stick my cock in a
girl, yeah I'm X-rated Like say I'm at the
top of the
shelf I'll be back with a
banger like every other week Back in the
manor where many of us meet In Plaistow, Greengate, P.R. Lane, Abbey Arms Back up to Larch Close, you better back up you arsehole Pack up and go back to Harlow, I
got a
shot like Ronaldo (Wow)... Precise at long range So don't come around here like your name holds weight From where you come from it's a
long way... Round here we hustle like Rick Ross I'll run up on a
prick and make his chick watch While I
strip him... And send him home with his clothes back to front Something like Kris Kross! I
do my ting do yours, true stories I've been in a
few wars I
do more, he came to my house, kicked in the
glass Next day I
made him pay for a
new door! He ain't a
bad boy... I
took man to the
cash point Fucking with me was a
bad choice You're 28, why the
fuck am I
hearing your dads voice?! I
never knew you was that moist (Pussy!) Some niggas flip when they sniff a
split personality Stick to the
script... Cause I'll be in the
bits with a
stick and a... Black jacket, black hat to match it You prats have had it, I'll clap the
'matic Unwrap the
package, do the
mathematics I've got crack for the
addicts, comebacks are rapid So quick you could have an asthmatic panick No shit how much of that could you manage? You're hopeless attached to a
habit Your brain cells will naturally vanish unnaturally damaged You know the
end has to be tragic You can't adapt to the
baggage Threaten me but I'll be back with the
ratchet If it ain't that I'll attack you with acid I'll swing til' I'm knackered then capture the
maggot Now he's trapped in the
attic Got more tools then Gary the
mechanic With a
knife on the
waistline, you can say bye to this planet! Them niggas ain't done no drive-by shootings Watch when I
buy my new ting Nothing but nightlife cruising If I
see you on the
sideline snoozing You'll have your hands in the
air like a
high five Looking back in hindsight fuming You better get them size nines moving... Or there'll be a
body in the
pavement Feds can't find nobody for a
statement Back goes the
shotty in the
basement Ain't nutting stop me I'm blatant When it comes to hospitals I
know nobody don't wanna be a
patient Laugh no more like comedy's asian No jokes at all, it's fun when I
go to brawl It's done when I
fold my tool Over all I
can hold the
fort, I'll poke 'em all Fuck the
police, it's bait like say I'm on a
bus with the
heat And I
rush to [] The
last time the
police put cuffs on my sleeves I
was beat down by a
muscular chief Face down on the
curb, cuts on my cheek Got to the
station lumps on my knees Who battered me? That's police brutality Get them back that I'll do happily, with a
new strategy How can the
boys in blue manage me? It's humanity to want a
huge salary like two grand a
week That's true vanity, soon man will see they lose sanity... G.H... Lewi White on the
keys I
does this yeah Stupid! (Yeah) Freedom of Speech... wow That means I
say what the
fuck I
like! Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blahhhh Lewi! Let's go...