Cadell - Last Supper lyrics

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Cadell - Last Supper lyrics

[Intro/Hook] My temper can't be tamed So stay up in yours, don't try be in my lane Judas, you will get tek out the frame And there's no invite to the last supper It's like snakes just wanna see the last of us But they don't move fast enough Look [Verse 1] Now they wanna know what fame stands for It stands for f** all my enemies Come to the rave, one man, that's ten of me No influence, no one's selling me And they wanna know why I'm so raw Is it cause I had the key to the door 6 or 7 years old, way back in '04? Status? I don't know about yours Of course, none of my bruddas are my disciples In this life, equality is vital Seen man fall victim to the spiral Broke out, me and my team's on the rise Pray to God that he keeps them alive They wanna be in the jungle like us But you ain't got what is needed to survive, no [Hook] Oh, what a shame Temper can't be tamed So stay up in yours, don't try be in my lane Judas, you will get tek out the frame And there's no invite to the last supper It's like they just wanna see the last of us But they don't move fast enough Wouldn't let a man talk about blasting us They're upset cause you put 'em on blast and stuff But tough titties, grew up in a rough city No wide balls in the country Right now, you can either run away or run with me And I don't care what you're saying All you've gotta know is what role you're playing And you can't do too many graveyard shifts Sometimes, gotta put them days in [Verse 2] And I heard man talking my name Went ghost with a bally on, Patrick Swayzed him You're from the block, I am too I'll come to the block where your whole team stays in Traveler, last three years, no manor Just stroke a bit of luck, St Patrick gave it Few disciples learnt how to drive Still remember them backseat days I might drive a car with who I walk with Hop out on anybody that I don't talk with Dead man over twice, not by stealth, that's bullsh** But look at me, I'm still walking Who would've thought it? I'mma buy a yard in Napa Watch them worry 'bout a mortgage, sorted And I already told 'em again Better lace that track when you mention my name [Hook] Oh, oh, what a shame Temper can't be tamed So stay up in yours, don't try be in my lane Judas, you will get tek out the frame And there's no invite to the last supper It's like they just wanna see the last of us But they don't move fast enough Wouldn't let a man talk about blasting us They're upset cause you put 'em on blast and stuff But tough titties, grew up in a rough city No wide balls in the country Right now, you can either run away or run with me And I don't care what you're saying All you've gotta know is what role you're playing And you can't do too many graveyard shifts Sometimes, gotta put them days in [Verse 3] I spent £10 credit on a ten grand phone call They wanna break bread with me cause I'm not that social Joke is I weren't even in the country (I was in Napa) But I used a hotline number so I looked local You ain't gotta go buy clothes to get taken to Bow School I was still there in my old days with old tools And I was already into vocals, now look I've seen the outlook, dem man just wanna shout hooks Been around Gs, been around mooks You couldn't take one look at my yard when I'm pushing in keys Me, I got 9, then I put it in threes Turned the three into sixes Couldn't give a damn 'bout a rookie man team Evil like boogeyman's dreams Whipping up a chicken and I'm cooking my cheese Share it out, everybody must eat And anybody who don't eat, don't hate Giving out more than food to your plates Still, I might smash up your food to your plate [Hook] Oh, oh, what a shame Temper can't be tamed So stay up in yours, don't try be in my lane Judas, you will get tek out the frame And there's no invite to the last supper It's like they just wanna see the last of us But they don't move fast enough Wouldn't let a man talk about blasting us They're upset cause you put 'em on blast and stuff But tough titties, grew up in a rough city No wide balls in the country Right now, you can either run away or run with me And I don't care what you're saying All you've gotta know is what role you're playing And you can't do too many graveyard shifts Sometimes, gotta put them days in

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