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smoke session (connect four entertainment) - kozzie lyrics

[intro]
kozzie!
smoke session
connect four entertainment…

[verse]
went away, come back
ninety*nine on the back
free agent, me, i got no contract
just had the s3 remapped
when i’m running through traps, everybody get back
if i let this corn go flying, no point calling me ack
turn this whole scene into a car crash
cali’ bud, no hard (?)
what you think i’m joking now?
they want bars until i bring folders out
i’m in the gulag, me, i was zoning out
mad roomy like ‘yo, what cro’s about?’
bipolar’s a b*tch, but i’m coping now
come to the block, i’ll show you what road’s about
i want the box but it’s high, so i’m holding out
let the pinger go off, that’s your shoulder out
if i bring saka in, that’s özil out
grew up on loyalties
no sympathy, no apologies
when i die, they’re all gonna honour me
years out the game, i weren’t living off royalties
i was in the bando working out philosophies
walked out the game, came back to the emirates, henry
old school just like kickers and wallabees
lord of the mics, not one of them bodied me
stick up kids, get down, it’s a robbery
said he’s gone pop now, but it don’t bother me
i heard your new one, you did that horribly
catch him in the alli if i hear he’s got a son for me
i had the blueprint and then he tried copy me
fly out the country, i still do economy
taking these tablets, man, what’s wrong with me?
back with a vengeance, n0body’s stopping me
well respected, ask c4, we’re all connected
made a promise and i won’t forget this
we ain’t no bredrins, leave that breading for the bread bin
when i roll, they exit
old school just like tetris
it’s a two*man job, i don’t need extras
breaking bricks down, i never need lectures
i’ve never been one on the fences
came back, blocked with an eight pack
come close, shave man
radios still don’t play man
blockrunners, koz’ and caveman
pepys estate, they were the days fam
pushback, rolling with eight man
frontline, londis, eight gang
built my own line, i’m a made man
went away, came back like tyson did
and i’m touching lines like fowler did (perfect!)
where’s dwayne been?
the truth is, the grime ting got draining
spent a lot of days out but had more days in
depression is real, it had me against the railings
twenty*nine now, i can feel myself aging
back to the music, no more waiting
billing my phone up, sales ain’t latent
i heard your new one, ranting and raving
(?), but i don’t blame him
phone went dead, you got too complacent
bird’s*eye view, i see everybody changing
i ain’t gonna sit here and say that i made him
but i’m gonna tell you in (?), i made him
money is time, and time i ain’t wasting
fourteen scores in my mouth, yeah (?)
this is the statement, p*ssy!

- kozzie lyrics

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