Lie Low

DJ Sammy B‐Side, Ocean Wisdom, Verb T

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You know the eyes won't see you if you lie low I said the eyes won't see you if you lie low Some people are bad minded, everything they do is fowl Right down to the nerve, like a damn root canal I'm confused about the way I'm suppose to let it go It could all be brighter on the other side, we'll never know 'Til it's too late to tell the paper trail, left of glue When you move money like Western U Patience is testing you, careful at them times though Eyes won't see you if you lie low Shaken up, foaming at the mouth when I write flows Capture like webcam, deadpan My point of view, they see it like a headcam Now you West Ham, covered in claret That is pumping from my heart into the function Hell of a night ya know, hell of a righteous glow Don't invite ghosts to write flows, call me like a goat I'm stubborn as fuck so I stumble up the road Clutching hope, nar that's belief I hold And that's a lethal dose to make your dreams happen I've been absent, tryna drag myself back It's feeling like a deep challenge, on the peak balance I'm just tryna keep control, people roam about 150 feet below Seeing gold, leaving minds spun like pizza dough Reputation by itself won't feed us though Regrets will eat you whole, leaving nothing left So we aim for the best and expect nothing less (Scratching - You know the eyes won't see you if you lie, no I said the eyes won't see you if you lie, no) You living a lie, you living in fear I'm living it right, I'm living it hear I'm living in hype, you're silly and weird I'm big on the mic, you're midgety there Wizzy is sick of the stares, Wizzy ain't no mixing significant brer Wizzy be killing vicinity, Wizzy be spinning 'til niggas is dizzy in 'ere Dizzy in where? Dizzy in here Well done Wiz, you're lyrically rare Well done Wiz, you're lyrically raw now here's the gauntlet this killer is der Hear them promise a million bare, looking at man like I'm under prepared If I had a penny for every time man said that to me I'd be a millionaire You're living a lie, you're living it wrong My ticker is ticking, I'm ticking along You're ticking me off, I'm digging a hole I'm chucking you in, I'm tipping it on On, top of the world, top of your girl Drilling it, pushing it, tell her I'm long Probably swell, cocky as well, after she cooking me dinner it's on Dagger the back of her, slapping the back of her, ragging the back of her Macking the back of her, taking her top off, slapping, attacking On top of her nipple and casually shagging her Back to the crib with the cab and she crashing at mine And I ain't even having to carry her You man are talking, this talk of this claiming there's more Of the same when you're mandem are chatting up, chatting up, chatting up, chatting up, yatties I'm back on the road with the cro for the aggies I'm back on the road with the cro for the mandem I'm back on the road with the flow for you're family I'm back with the batch of the Am, for the back of the van I be strapping it down with the pack of the man Couldn't cope with the crowd so I'm attacking a man with the back of my hand Like bam! Niggas, they ain't ready for my slow phases Way too tight I call it OJ I don't own Jays, if I did though, swear I'm LL Cool J Moving like I'm Kanye, few man do it all day (Scratching - You know the eyes won't see you if you lie, no I said the eyes won't see you if you lie, no)