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Bedminster

Sylla
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One step two step Bopping through Bedminsss- Yo yo One step two step, badmind thoughts in my- Bedminster One step one step One One step two step, thoughts in my Bopping through Bedminster One step two step, badmind thoughts in my head top, bopping through Bedminster I am the East Street baby, way too cold but I'm raising the temperature Bris MCs with chip on their shoulders, salty, watch I don't pep this verse Me I don't care about fame that's local, I'll put the globe onto Bedminster Err- err Must have thought you were the badman star Catch man boppin' in Bedminster, Headphones in cah I don't wanna talk If you got money for man, let's chat I need the P upfront and allow the bank That's long gimme cash in hand Man are just sour in mouth Cause I'm running this thing in the south Them olders wanna cling to the fame, But pass me the baton I'm running it now Syl you know I'm about Syl know what I'm about Coming from streets that stink of piss So know I can't miss got mouths to feed Saw couple man get dipped in the ends Young boy didn't get counselling Cus mum said if they knock don't answer, boy, don't let council in Coming from streets that stink of shit And blocks that stink of crack and booze Can't ever tell me that I'm not hungry You ever grew with nothing to lose Skies still grey and the governments blue Can't sleep in gotta make these moves Make this brew and lace these shoes Then one-two step till I crease these creps Bop Sheene Road in south in ends Music money I made this bread Where? Huh? In Bedminster One step two step, badmind thoughts in my head top, bopping through Bedminster I am the East Street baby, way too cold but I'm raising the temperature Bris MCs with chip on their shoulders, salty, watch I don't pep this verse Me I don't care about fame that's local, I'll put the globe onto Bedminster Err- err Must have thought you were the badman star Catch man boppin' in Bedminster, Headphones in cah I don't wanna talk If you got money for man, let's chat I need the P upfront and allow the bank That's long gimme cash in hand Nicotine in my bloodstream, trust me, stressed cus I can't go sleep Thinking back on days on the street, me and my Gs, billing spliffs at Dean Finally happy in life but can't share that cus its too bittersweet One too many graves that I got put flowers on, that really shoulda been me I used to roll round with keys, but that was gas and electricity Didn't have time for anxiety cus I was out here tryna make ends meet And now that the money is sweet I finally got time to access this grief I used to pick up two Ps on the streets cus 50 more times i can cop some sweets I used to roll round on a stolen bike and gas card that I need topping And I ain't even got no money on me but same way I'll get this poppin' I'm just sat in a therapist office, I just bunned suttin to calm these nerves And she wanna know bout so lemme just start with Bedminster"