Ghetts - Artillery lyrics

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Ghetts - Artillery lyrics

[Hook] Ar, Ar-Artillery So its hard to get rid of me n***as say I'm a marked man but they ain't marking me physically I'm a pace setter so I'm starting it instantly Ar, Ar-Artillery Ar, Ar-Artillery Ar, Ar-Artillery So its hard to get rid of me [Verse 1] Militant man with a brilliant plan I might play it innocent hand That's a William scam, but not only William can Pull it off, I can pull off a trillion fam No fluke, no incident, dont you ever think the only k**er is Cam I'm sicker with a stick than Sam When he's chasing a buddy letting off a shotgun There goes another hot one Its curry woah,you better hurry home Dumb-dumb sit in dummies bones Unlucky homes, I'm old school like a runny nose Strap on the stage when I spit But I don't need that to duppy shows And I'm nobodies hubby so If you see me with a s*utty ho You know it's a quick one like 'come we go' Back to the war So many enemies on my case that I can't relax anymore They're all talking nobody's telling me to my face Maybe cos I'm carrying a sword Deadman walking the cemetery awaits I'm engaged to my gun so I'm marrying a who*e Non-stop letting off when I draw Black bags outside like a charity store But there ain't no clothes in them Just bodies with holes in them 1, 2, 3 loads of them 4, 5, 6 casket closed for them 7, 8, 9 let me reload again, I'm stone cold My face ain't got no emotion and My foes know when I comes to the beef I'm sub-zero Cos they're on a frozen ting Hands in the air when the mandem appear Sometimes I wake up like damn my career I'm a Scorcher its a ransom affair There ain't a man that I fear Cos I can make a man disappear For a grand, be aware There's man that would do that; gladly Keep going on like you don't actually care And I swear they'll have your whole family scared You'll see the insanity clear Picture that like a gallery queer Forsee the future Or see the shooter Surely remove ya Brain out the back of your head For feeling super Like nothin can't dent Clark Kent Well I'll be the type to attempt I'm Lex Luther, I'll step to ya World domination, get used to The fact that I'm back and Ima let loose An atomic bomb the size of St. Lucia Wait that's an exaggeration But when it comes to my gun its masterbation Its bussing and if you dont know I'll fill a n***a in like an application This ain't American X But its teeth on the curb, now smack the pavement I'm going on like I can't wait to die: Yeah well, I never had any patience Man'll be waiting outside in the car n***as outside of ya yard I got man parrallel, diagonal and adjacent All angles And I got tricks up my sleeve like big Paul Daniels I don't give a sh** how many n***as your with prick They're all candles I'll light 'em up like a lighter does Your defence ain't saying one Call Campbell, and Rio Ferdinand But dont think that G won't murder man I'm like fam this ain't an act its all actual sh** that I've done, sh** that I did sh** that I'm gonna do, sh** that I think Some man are putting it on its not at all natural Stop all the bad boy poses None of you are bad boys Bad boys know this You can put a scar on your face and base in your voices But we know you're still moist b**h Beef I'd rather avoid it, its pointless, but I've been poisoned By the manor I've been living in Man are on the k**ing ting like we live where the oil is My bloods boiling Man wanna wet me up but I've already been anointed So my only choice is: Is take this sh** like a toilet Or go hard like a coin is So now I'm in deep like oysters I'm looking at certain man (what) And I can see what the 'roids did But I'm not gonna take that rout Skinny n***a with an 8-pack, how? (how?) Head to knees then lay back down 150 times a day... It's hard to maintain that wow: Pump up, tone up, weights in a gym Gun buck a doughnut straight in the chin Dumb f**s, roll up, waving a ting One buss, hold up, blaze in the wind Never hit anyone or anything Never hit anything or anyone Ok check 1, 2 gun to the head (bang) Payback's a b**h (bang) I ain't one to forget (bang) So I'll spray that and split When forensics got to the scene and saw the wounds They said "It must be a tech" Yeah, must be a tech Names G-H and I'm f**ed in the head

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