lamb neck soup - 12omo lyrics
[chorus]
sat*rdays at my nans house
deep in handsworth blood it was lamb neck soup
my mom bought a pa system, i found i way to turn that into studes
recorded bare grime with my mates
birthed jam your hype in that living room
fell out of love, but now i’m back in the mood
step in and start attacking the room
sat*rdays at my nans house
deep in handsworth blood it was lamb neck soup
my mom bought a pa system, i found i way to turn that into studes
recorded bare grime with my mates
birthed jam your hype in that living room
fell out of love, but now i’m back in the mood
step in and start attacking the room
[verse]
i’m no newcomer
rude brudda
have em like who spun ya
must afi defend
man a true gunner
shoes? runner
wait, suck whose mudda
lamb neck soup dinner when i move, uh uh
too stubborn
clear speech, who stuttered
take back no talk like who muttered
proud in my stance right here in these shoes
n0body can stand
i’m a beast, respect this pen
so at least, when i let this leng
release, and ketch his friend
police nah guh treat dis as murder
self defence, war commence when i turn up
intense isn’t it
if i fired i didn’t miss
being blamed by a teacher
like, i didn’t miss
i succeed because i envision it
second time around, back to the roots
that’s why this ones sat*rday soup
i walk with the strength and light of my grandma too
i saw closed doors and i just ran right through
can’t be stopped look i told you
and my st**z make gyal wanna roll through
baccarat rougeh mm that’s old news
2 bills on the scent, so rude
hot like dutch pot dem bwoy cold food
keep my left wrist clean, it don’t bling
plain jane is my ting
do not disturb, call me, it don’t ring
same way still serve the birds with no worms
i’m different to the them
gods gift to the ends
hardest to attend
armed with the defence
can’t miss them again
john wick with the pen
one spliff for your friend
can’t mix with the blend
i wasn’t built for that road life
we all have a path and i know mine
slow grind better than no grind
but i been invovled with that oh my
no lie
ask cally we
in da house like ali g
it wasn’t cali weed on that phone line
danny weed in the phones i
would write in my sleep to creeper
barers
couldn’t tell me about fifa
nah blood
and when i got the licence
at 18
whipped the clio round brum
like crazy
me n brody out for the day
we made them ladies
want man’s babies, ha
thank god we held out
fuel in the tank enough for 12 rounds
life had me on the ropes
not out for 10 counts
[chorus]
sat*rdays at my nans house
deep in handsworth blood it was lamb neck soup
my mom bought a pa system, i found i way to turn that into studes
recorded bare grime with my mates
birthed jam your hype in that living room
fell out of love, but now i’m back in the mood
step in and start attacking the room
sat*rdays at my nans house
deep in handsworth blood it was lamb neck soup
my mom bought a pa system, i found i way to turn that into studes
recorded bare grime with my mates
birthed jam your hype in that living room
fell out of love, but now i’m back in the mood
step in and start attacking the room
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