SHOGUN [MFTM] - Unrivaled lyrics

Yeah MFTM MFT MFT MFTM Welcome to the life of a Maverick Guns spark n your soul disappears like magic Some c*nts thought that they were Big men Til I hit them with a bar barrage N they step the f** down just like Farage When this f**ing Country's falling apart And both of the rats have abandoned the ark I guess they never really cared for our hearts Think its time that we take it back to the start Behead Tony Blair 'cause he kept us in the dark I feel like takin' so many pills I'm lost in my head, not supposed to be chill You pose for the thrill I'm honin my sk** You're sellin you're sellin your soul You're sellin you're sellin your soul I'm screamin for help, but nobody will So it's like I got lyrics for your whole crew Show up in all black like guess who? What kinda man calls himself a boy? You ain't in the sky with that sh**, stop that noise You're a liar n a b**h You've never done any f**ing dirt in the bits I'm not glamourising taking that risk But these middle cla** rappers better just keep their f**in lips zipped Before I fire on 'em in the streets Have em all takin fits Nah they don't want war I'll murder the rhythm so fast Bodies hit the floor before I even get the clip in Man I'm different, You got two chains on Ideal take em off in an instant You'd snitch if it meant you wouldn't go to prison You're blinded by materialism Clearly a fraud, x4 Just imagine how he looks in the eyes of his god With nothin but fake j**els and versace on It's more money, More madness These c*nts must wanna host a pageant Just want the paper Man, I'm enlightening the new thunder Nobody spits harder, I am fed up 'Cause c*nts are bringing the f**in feds up After callin for war Man, f** the scheme, free All my real ones locked down Don't drown in your thoughts What do you wanna see when your heart beat stop? The ceiling of a 6 x 8 box, man I think not You better not stop round here Drop tops get took too easy Drop kick to the chest so hard That your mother f**ing waynes sitting in the back of the car are gonna feel wheezy Man, Don't tease me, with your weak sound Never get held down, stand on my own Compose this flow so you know my soul froze My aura's the ozone Burn you up if you think of diving in Like a known hoe ain't got time for trends Ain't got time for friends Ain't go time to spend Penniless n fatherless The government didn't clean the streets around my way Just stashed the mess I don't really want this f**in fame, you can have the press I just wanna be cashing cheques But mate I got that dope flow Bricks broke down right under your nose so You can smell the diesel on every corner of the globe, oh Yeah, Welcome to the gangland Ounces floodin the streets Survivours of the waves are coming back to scrape the last of the sand bags Wait let me stop that 'Cause I don't wanna be a typical c*nt That uses that played out drug dealer image To try and stack up rap cash man Patch that, man Look at the legacy these types of c*nts have left I ain't destined to die a local d**h I'm the Shogun, How could you pose a threat? Yeah you know that I'm villainous Slice through you simpletons, ( Nah, Nah) You couldn't k**, k** Never mind injure this Back on that ninja sh** Slaughter is syllabus Yeah that sh** is just ingrained on my penmanship Roots are replenishing Whenever I go to severe them Better to tether them to the weight of a van Gogh's burdon A gesture of love leaves man uncertain But trust me when I say I'll f**in hurt him No casket, Just blood on the curtains MFTM