I1 - Deja Vu lyrics

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I1 - Deja Vu lyrics

Deja vu - I don't care who gonna say that the man dere the truth I don't care. I don't care who, I ma stick to it and do what I do I ain't some brea chattin' some air. So you dunno I dun told you the truth 'Cos when I'm on the scene it's like - jeez, I close the time loop When I make my mind shoot like deja vu I ain't never gonna say that I care 'bout nothin' But it ain't lies that you ain't never cared 'bout Russians You can go holidays - you won't get no loving' there Ain't no governing', tower man are so stubborn We don't know council, but our estates are gunnin' We don't unite with state. We ain't United States - it's nothing' Our pigs ain't of a racist breed - They take the white, mix the brown and start cutting' Same hand that load one up and start bucking (1 sec) You're so one up, you start runnin' (1 dead) Yet no one stop to go clubbing. Step over the mess Jump into the Lex… Bumpin, man'a put sumthin' on her leg She touched the safe? The pricetag's on her head Before infrared she'll get done incorrect 'Cah burying obscurely is local interest I think most of them never get into the press You think most are men? Hold that thought, recollect How many girls on the strip jump into the trunk? I can say none. No one cares 3 or 4 months 'Cos she's separated clear in 3 or 4 chunks With a chainsaw. No one saw men at the dump If it ain't raw I cannot say what raw does Can you still say the music game need some more thugs? And my head's off, mumsy think I'm on d** Yo, I'm RUSKI - means I don't need to smoke , bruv Neither can I fall in love with a prison cell cuffed If you tryina join you ain't witnessed enough If you tryina boast, you ain't with this - you bluff If you actin' moist, real man see - you're corrupt We don't hear no banshee when you scream on the dubs Only time you ride is taxi from the club! And y'all think you special, 'til somebody leak your vessel I can peak your level when I speak on low, mids or treble I can peak a fella whether on a beat or pella Whether MC or beats, I can be so mellow Don't permeate - my gene mutate forever The s**m you ate ain't gonna make you clever You won't relate even if you wife my breddah! Now you will need a nice umbrella To make you feel good, or a coat from leopard She's straight from the hood, wanna rise to heaven 'Til other guys plunge and (OK, she let 'em…) Take of the denim until she saw devil in his eyes Then he went next door and called Eric Joseph, Max, Dan - all the man compel him To make this one be a non-returning tenant And this ain't all good when you're turnin' twenty You don't get repeats like when they murder Kenny Anyone that don't bleed must be smoking lemon You're far gone like a walk from Moscow to Devon I'm a ruski white micman - cold like Devlin With a crossbow. Rip torso, so tell him: "You're a feisty chick like Brokovich (Erin)" Snatch earring then watch blood flow red (…herring!) I can never die, blood, like my name was Lenin You a misplaced identity like men called Helen When I test my voice, get the matchpoint like tennis Too bad to go back for you like Ken Kaniff Well, and it's a pleasure to return as a menace With the bright red bloodshot eyes all hellish Flashback, I read verse and reverse these letters - I must say, one time I deja vu you perish! I wrote this and everyone that read it Will be too amazed to see such good phonetics From a Ruskiboi. I'll destroy image I can deploy the bomb that can submerge Venice In a sweet cold beverage. Don't need to go Cambridge Defeat like Ali - you'll get eat like Lennox You will see I make the whole game sway like Derek It's a new pandemic and all you's interim!

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