Bullets
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Bullets
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Got a fresh pair of air force ones
Dizzee told me that it's vital
The swagger I get from my air force ones
It's streaming out like it's tidal
I be flying in my air force ones
Presidential on arrival
And when I'm spitting in my air force one
I'm rapping people like a spiral
I ain't got a rival
I be with my brother we be chilling in paris
Like qu'est-ce que tu fais mon ami
Why you looking at me?
For this situation escalates I suggest that you sortie
That means exit now la fouine, your weasels can fall asleep
Yeah it's peak
Bring the beat
I put heat on mp3
People saying I'm so sick
Why this ain't going virally?
I tell 'em when something is potent you put that in quarantine
Or read I killed another beat and then dumped off the magazine
Oh shit
Yeah I swear I'm going in
Like a bullet to the brain I be penetrating skin
Like a bullet to the brain I be killing everything
Oh shit
Oh lord
I'm about to go in like
I'm with riccardo out in paris eating scallops
I plan to stay here really long just like an arab
It's undisputed I'm the man there ain't a challenge
The way I beetle got me feeling kinda scarab
I'm the one you couldn't stop me if you tried too
Lyrics from the chamber have me rapping like a rifle
You don't get the picture but you're looking for the title?
Say your word is bond but you'll be snitching when the sky falls
Arc de triumph on my right as I'm speeding down the back road
Call me pablo, what I sell man it must blow
People saying I ain't shit, that a fact yo?
Coz I'm in paris making this for you mad bro
They hating fuck it I just tell 'em wag1
Told my boy to roll it like a right arm
I don't even smoke like it's haram
But I'm fantastic on the mic when I flame on
Oh shit
Yeah I swear I'm going in
Like a bullet to the brain I be penetrating skin
Like a bullet to the brain I be killing everything
Oh shit
Oh lord
I'm about to go in like
Kong
I be beating my chest
I be ripping off limbs
I be breaking of necks
Of an mc
Who wants to try me? Come test
You will get sat down
Sat score fresh (ahh)
Take two secs for the punchlines
Make sure you're getting up when it counts 9
And don't be calling me 'bout rubbish just to cry
I already got way too many neeks on my waist line
Oh shit
Yeah I swear I'm going in
Like a bullet to the brain I be penetrating skin
Like a bullet to the brain I be killing everything
Oh shit
Oh lord
I'm about to go in like
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