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So The Story Goes...
Ren – Thema
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Out of mind when we out of sight
We come alive in the dead of night
Blood is thick and it's eye for
Actually mate, just fuck this
I can't really be bothered, man
Fuck that
Fuck it
Chyeah
So the story goes
Come about on smoke forever
Let the sheep dem know
I'm a beast when I'm on the Charlie, bro (fuck) (fuck)
Fuck forever, it's the (cocaine show)
You think you're so fucking clever
Life stuck down chewing gum
You know I go hell-for-leather
I'm on track to be the best one ever
Fuck a label man
We're killing it
We're doing it better
Watch it blow (blow, blow)
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
So the story goes
I've been living life in a haze while the city
Light glows, I never slow, slow
I gotta learn to calm down
But I don't, don't going round for round
I'm fucking buzzing
Council housed and violent flow, thugging
Got a couple burners in the oven
Loving, like Maclovin
Pick the sticky icky green, budding
Pass it to the left if you start bugging
You think you're so fucking clever
Life stuck down chewing gum
You know I go hell-for-leather
I'm on track to be the best one ever
Fuck a label, man
We're killing it
We're doing it better
Watch it blow (blow, blow)
Watch it blow (blow, blow)
Hey, fuck that, yeah
Out of mind when we out of sight
We come alive in the dead of night
Blood is thick and it's eye for eye
Angels sleep where the devils lie
Devils weep when the angels soar
Morning light knocking at my door
I retreat on the cold stone floor
Come back around and we kill it once more
Hey, hey, Soul Boy, Soul Boy, hang on, one, one second
There's just, there's just this greedy little prick
That I want to talk to for a second, man
Would you let me talk to him? (Yeah, fuck it, talk to him)
Thanks very much, mate
Fuck about, son
I'm the dentist
Take the teeth right out your mouth, son
You're apprentice, I'm the Sensei
What's the outcome?
I'm that geezer who will bleed ya if you don't run
If you do run, then I'll pursue some
You're the soggy bowl of soup, I'm the crouton
You are bouncing off the hoop
I'm the slam dunk, you are soul-sucking music
I'm the G-Funk, yes, I'm a G, punk
I make the (bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump...)
(Bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump...)
Yeah, if you crack tracks then come at the Soul Boy
I made the indie DnB, I'll make your Hellboy
I got a big fucking sting like Bellboy
Drop bombs then nukes, call me Shell Boy
That that's spaghetti in my head
Now that's a state of mind
I done fucked up my face now I'm Frankenstein
Grimm's flow up
Oh, that's so rare
'Cause if it flows that hard
I got flow that twice
You think you're so fucking clever
Life stuck down chewing gum
You know I go hell-for-leather
I'm on track to be the best one ever
Fuck a label, man, we're killing it
We're doing it better
Watch it blow (blow, blow, blow)
Watch it blow (blow, blow, blow)
Out of mind when we out of sight
We come alive in the dead of night
Blood is thick and it's eye for eye
Angels sleep where the devils lie
Devils weep when the angels soar
Morning light knocking at my door
I retreat on the cold stone floor
Come back around and we kill it once more