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Devilish Feat. KlashnekoffTry take something that's mineMan might move devilish... Try take something that's mine Man might move devilish He's got double-glazing in his yard So I might climb Everest Might slide down chimney like Saint Nick That'll get me in the premises Man's all sneaky and subtle when I'm dealing with a nemesis Try take something that's mine Man might move devilish He's got double-glazing in his yard So I might climb Everest Might slide down chimney like Saint Nick That'll get me in the premises Man's all sneaky and subtle when I'm dealing with a nemesis Man couldn't show me nothing but a cold glare With his pussy'ole friends on the road, there Oh he a road yout, I wouldn't go there He got a gold Tee, cut your joke hair Man are chatting like they're living in their own here Man MC areas, and they wanna go there Swear it's hilarious how they wanna hold stare Same breath preaching 'bout scriptures and old prayers Blud, you ain't a preacher, you a hypocrite And holy matrimony wouldn't make you fix up You don't just get it if you vision it Dickhead with his eyes closed, wishing for a quick buck I've compromised a lot for my success Success be a lot like Push hard, hope not to get shat on Swear this world's like an unwashed bucket Those man stick her in the power shower Douse her down and grab a towel and wrap it round her Plow her softly That's the mentality I'm attacking, my life It's like I'm tired of Skyping I'm finna be smashing it's properly Certain man are working 9-5's talking 'bout "Check my philosophy, check my take on astrology" "Check my offerings of hot pockets of knowledge" "Check how obvious I've made it that I'm killing it modestly" 'Cus certain man around me trying to spin it with a don You could have Chicken Pox and be itching a lot Still couldn't scratch the surface of the shit that I'm on Speaking of scratching, I got B-Side spinning my songs And even Roc-A-Fella clocked a man was proper stellar And even Universal turned up at a few rehearsals Niggas talking like they're viable as Wizzy, never The squad is tight 'cause that's the way That Wizzy drew the circle And callisthenics lovers couldn't get a pull-up for a bar, like me You can't bar like me, you fucking sheep You can't bar like me, I'm like "rah my G" How many side niggas trying to par my team Better know your place in the world Know your role, and know you're a wasteman as well These man are bracing themselves Bracing themselves 'cus the way that I tell a man Try take something that's mine Man might move devilish He's got double-glazing in his yard So I might climb Everest Might slide down chimney like Saint Nick That'll get me in the premises Man's all sneaky and subtle when I'm dealing with a nemesis Try take something that's mine Man might move devilish He's got double-glazing in his yard So I might climb Everest Might slide down chimney like Saint Nick That'll get me in the premises Man's all sneaky and subtle when I'm dealing with a nemesis Yo, fuck a nemesis Your tings can get Arsen venomous Masked up, run up in his raasclart residence Spark up the premises Your tings can get dark and devilish Ask Genesis, like church The maddest of the Methodists The people need reminding what the essence is It's deep, like the mind hear the messages So peak but I'm reciting in the sentences This is where the levels is And for Everest peak, man'll pepper this Beat Like Gordon Ramsay's 'Hell's Kitchen' But I'm Raekwon cheffin' it So effortless, way that I'm effin' this beat up Can get a man beat up for definite For acting definite But nothing's certain in life, but death, innit? So I gotta go hard, no half-steppin' it No joke, no laugh, know man reppin' it Screw-face flows are, but I'm so blessed with it Feel like a doctor, my patients they're testing it Talk a bag of chatter, bagging butcher in the bag Trap until the van pull up and they can Put up in the back of that I got these little pussies poopin' in their anorak Acting like a badman, putting on a heavy act A homie's in his element, listening to Annie Mac Twerking in front of the mirror, wearing a fanny pack Back in the inner-city, there's bitties and alley rats Tings are getting gully, I'm thinking of bringing the bally back But, I'm not trying to get pally-pally Unless I'm with [?] in Bristol city I'm asking 'em where their gally at? All type of flavours, dark skin, Asian, Persians Jamaicans, Beiges, Italian For really my nilly, no dilly no dally No millie-vanilli, no Harry met Sally They couldn't handle the old Or the eighths of the weight that I carry I don't get carried away, I wait to get carried Got introduced to the music, got seduced quick Fell in love with the game, couldn't wait to get married Now it's death do us part 'Til there's no breath left in my heart Try rep for what's left of this art Try take something that's mine Man might move devilish He's got double-glazing in his yard So I might climb Everest Might slide down chimney like Saint Nick That'll get me in the premises Man's all sneaky and subtle when I'm dealing with a nemesis Try take something that's mine Man might move devilish He's got double-glazing in his yard So I might climb Everest Might slide down chimney like Saint Nick That'll get me in the premises Man's all sneaky and subtle when I'm dealing with a nemesis |