Wiley - Morgue lyrics

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Wiley - Morgue lyrics

[Brazen] I'm griming them out timing them out So let me just teach you what rhyming's about Them 9mm out them 9mm out So let me just teach you what shootings about blud I'm sniping them out sniping them out So let me just teach you what sniping's about This' what happens we we're around So get down you don't want to get beaten about, boy [Scratchy] Smoke weed, just chill out I'll make you bleed, blood spill out I'll make you see blud, i'll take your grill out Here I go I take a bill out (hundred pounds) In your whip I think your being to spun out In the street you think you're mean you bring your gun out You're not mean no man you bring one out I bring two out, take your whole crew out [Wiley] I bring two out, take your whole crew out You ain't got a crew out here, your just new out I've got the brand new Nike shoe out Oi where's Wiley gone? He just flew out Everybody's trying to clash, they got blew out My flow's real tight, too tight like a Jew hat Beefs and wars on road, guess I've had a few that I got stabbed and, that was my cue out Work on albums two years, put two out Willy's got a strong mind like where are you at? You're not ready, brother, I will take you out In this whole scene I'm like blue out Watch Eskiboy don't pull my ? out I've been there from day, I'm not new out Treading on thin ice, my album is new out Looking at the shelf, I can't see you at But you can see me at, I'm what you want to be at I'm protected to the T, out So don't mess with me out, C and D out Chat a lot of crap, can't take E3 out Come into the manor and take your wifey out She likes me 'nough, she said she psyches me out Kylie, Daniel, baby just three out Girls come around and they pick us three out I'm not being funny, it's only because you're Wiley You can't put me down or push me out Confidence levels are buzzing like a bee out I am who I am, tough luck, I'm me, out Ain't nothing long if I got to make a g out, making a p out you won't trade me out Open your eyes you still can't see me out Wiley's tripping again because I'm a g out SbdjCan't see out here, YC out I bust Tai Chi out, R6 with me out G spark, minted out, tinted out Plus I got three cars and I lend all three out Wanna go and get a brand new A3 out I run the game there's no stopping me out Fist to fist blud, you will never knock me out Tiger, knee out, doomsday spray out Mum gonna play up, I might just stay out Girls on my line, there's no delay out Call me a stop-out, I got the new Ice watch out Had a meeting with Dash from the Rockout It was interesting, block out the nosy people who try to Know a lot, this ain't your business so please don't pop out [Breeze] Man new, who the f** brang you What the f** you doing coming roudn here slewin Tag you and did your boy drag you did he drag you here for a quick parting I cave anybody in the path in, If you ain't on it blud then stay the ras in On doors ready to start blasting Hot metal will burn your raw skin Shrapnel'll turn you outside in This ain't your beef but you got tied in Turn your corner to throw the towel in No long ting, I stab your bowel in I'm from the back row, not shaolin You and your captain will get smacked in And you thought Breeze weren't on slewing Stop you in your tracks, stop what you doing [Trim] Wannabe, wanna do, wanna get slewed Wanna be thug but thug ain't you Wanna rhyme, want a 9", wanna track tune Wanna win, never win, never gonna win In your skin like melanin I'm telling him his flow stinks and I'm smelling him No my friends are who's belling him Wouldn't surprise me your friends are telling him Blud you're not anything, boost his adrenaline, anything Test a wannabe specimen And it's us man dressing him Us real thugs impressing him Now we smoke d** we're stressing him First time for everything He gets choong and then becomes anything We laugh, for self pleasuring But to him, these ? Answer for everything You won't win, not a chance, you're not anything Move his skin, kick your arse break everything Here to win never last we threatening tunes we stepping in From the track I settle in Backchat we're wrestling He's big, I'm caressing him Trim's big beyond measuring I got an answer for everything

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