Skepta - Nasty Drippy Bullet From A Gun

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Mr. Traumatik - Drippy (feat. Devilman) [prod. Shaun Dean]
Skepta - Bullet From A Gun
Skepta - Nasty

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Lyrics:
Like a bullet from a gun, it burns
When you realise she was never your girl
It was just your turn
You gotta face your demons
Don't matter how much money you earn
Your niggas said 4L
But the shit got real and you weren't concerned
The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam
Lessons have to get learned
Truth has to be told
I don't bend, I don't fold
I lost count how many we sold
I went Silver, I went Gold
Then I went Platinum, so what's next?
Supermodels tryna sex
Sendin' nudes on a text
Can't believe I used to be vexed
See, it's too easy
To write a sad song about how my dad raised me
'Cause I'm lookin' in the mirror and my dad made me
A real top boy, I just can't play the victim
Been livin' my life as a kingpin
I'm calm with the heat in the kitchen
I was a young boy, mum told me what my name really means
And the power just kicked in
I found my way home
Then I saw my granddad's name on a gravestone
The same as mine, already dead
Nothin' to fear, I been here from time
Chief SK sippin' on palm wine
Every day, I laugh at these niggas online
Another one, here today, gone tomorrow
Dick ridin; for some likes and a follow
Put in the work, that's all you need to bust
Shoutout Lancey, Headie, and J Hus
Shout 67, oh you see them with us
We was on tour, bare weed on the bus
Feds outside, the bus gotta push to the next city, gotta rush
Big plans gettin' discussed, so freedom is a must
Fuck the police, tell 'em, "Eat my dust"
'Cause still it ain't safe, not even in a world full of cops
I got bored of askin', "When is this hurt gonna stop?"
We don't want to conversate or confer with the opps
It is what it is
Recently, I've been learnin' a lot
All I know is there's no better feeling
Than gettin' home and seein' my little girl in a cot, so
This year we're done talkin'
Forget the bagga chat, it's just action
Man are trollin' to get a reaction
Every day, it's another distraction
Gotta fight temptation, can't get lost in the sauce
Have I got a heart? Yeah, of course
But I had to put my feelings on pause
'Cause like a bullet from a gun, it burns
When you realise she was never your girl
It was just your turn
You got to face your demons
Don't matter how much money you earn
Your niggas said 4L
But the shit got real and you weren't concerned
The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam
Lessons have to get learned
I don't know why Chip mentioned my name
But Devilman's tryna get attention again
Told you before this year is the year of the real
Fake niggas get left in the rain
Think 'cause I'm up there sitting on a plane
That I can't really hear what the people are saying
But I can hear everything loud and clear
And they're telling me to tell you to stay in your lane
Lord of the Mics, fam, I could have clashed any man
But I said fam, let me clash Devilman
'Cause if man taking the 0121 style
Birmingham have gone clear like Evian
But since then man I can't hear ya
Real Brummy niggas said they won't go near ya
And you would get a wung mai lung sun den jung wun sen
If you do a show in your area
And when you talk about 0121, I know some serious people
In some serious places
I saw your set and it's basic
You try fake it
Did a CZcams video, none of your guys in the back ever showed their faces
'Cause they know Devilman did snitch on some serious cases
Say my name, nah, that's not right
Heart on my sleeve any time that I write
Them man can't say anything that I ain't already told man about my life
Made a couple shit songs, yeah that's nice
Repeated my bars, oh yeah that's nice
'Cause when your bars are hard like mine fam
Sometimes manna gotta say them twice
Fact of the matter is my bars totally murk
Your bars sound like you're smoking the work
Before you end up on the sex offenders list
Manna gon' put the devil in the dirt
Wah gwan for certain man
Thought it was a clash about music
All of a sudden Devilman, you wanna sperm on man
Like a TV, you wanna turn on man
Talk about music, me and my bros are killing it all over the globe
Now you're angry cause everybody on your road is asking for me like the Wi-Fi code
Sep San Wung Si Muli Pun Yo Tiomi Yie Wun Sung you're not ready
And if you ever gave me an ounce of skunk, pussy I wouldn't pay you a penny
Wun Sen
Keep my name out of your nasty mouth
Your nasty lyrics
Nasty
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