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4 bar thursday - tom scott (ygb) lyrics

rapper 1:
scorpi death*like on the mic cause i’m stinging the opps
i’m torture racking em up while i’m rockin my crocs
spin a roonie on the fallen sucker you got served
i’m jackhammering the other stations, goldberg

rapper 2:
feeling shy i’m green like snifter
get stitched up like 90 sister
cordial girl bring a 90 with her
if i shake your hand you can call me mister
stateside uce from the jump like jordan
at your door and i’m coming with more man
they took my sauce and i know that they horsed it
shut down shop and never reopened
no

rapper 3 (reece?):
now who done thought i’d be here
done came a long way working long days
now your boys at the top of the tier
coming up on the scene i got left on seen
ain’t n0body wanna take my call
lessons learned while the tables turned
and now they’re all eating off the floor
baby
tom scott:
let me just take this thing right here right back to the basics
right back to the foundation
two plants in the back of a bas*m*nt back in the days
i remember my first crop it raided by some avids
trust bruv those spidermites don’t mess around man they gangsters
have patience
can’t get too bigheaded bout good times
or too hung up on the failures
gotta just take the l’s and don’t count the lb’s before you weigh them
i know my strengths, i know my flaws, i know my neighbours
matter fact i know the old white broad next door on a first name basis
i know faces down to the crows eyes
and i got my dose right down to a t
keep my p.h. sitting round 6
keep real people sitting round me
to keep me in check when i need it
same way that i check the leaves for disease
keep low, trim up the ego
feed that too much it’ll grow like a weed
i got people tryna tell me i’m a g*nius
i got people tryna tell me i’m a ???
gotta try find balance between it
somewhere round 26 degrees
everybody wanna make it to a kilo
really though real key is to keep low key
i don’t want no heat, i don’t want to smoke
if it gets too hot then the plant can’t breathe
all that i need all that i need
all that i know is that i don’t
sometimes you ain’t gotta do jack
just shut your mouth and take notes
i learnt from the bros
studied the pros
worked on my craft perfected the dose
i’m in the studio touching up flows
i’m in the grow room cutting up cones
32 watts, 32 grams
i got it down to a sweet science
yeah
all of my trees are loud
but the nissan leaf is silent
i can remember they used to demonise it
now they all wanna try legalise it
all that i want is some peace and quiet
hey now hey now
we smoking on hay in the middle of the barn
come on
get up get my eyes are red
i’ve been up since 5am
i’m hungry, i can’t get too comfy
gotta make sure that these flows are funky
gotta make sure that these o’s are skunky
charge 3fifth but it’s worth 4hundy
trust me none of you dudes can touch me
‘cept diggy and rizzy and lucky
cep’t dirty and brandon and dusty
matter fact take it back, that’s ugly
i don’t mean to be so negative
it’s just that i get kinda competitive
and if some of you feelin offended then i probably meant it
don’t be sensitive bruv
really it’s all love between us
i’m no elitist, i’m no g*nius
people see me on the street and tell me ‘bro you’re a legend’
but i’m no phoenix
i’m no yeezus
and i ain’t gonna act like i ain’t got my own demons
i was told that the k*mara don’t gotta tell ’em about it’s own sweetness
just came here to promote the show
i don’t want smoke i grow my own
i just came here to show the bros the love they showed me so i hope you’s know
thank you for making us laugh
when life is a pain in the ass
and thank you for making a sp*ce for us old heads who still love bars
that means a lot bro, shot bro
i got love that’s all that i got bro
you wanna hate, yeah cool, and what though
don’t check me, go check your lotto
came a long way from a snotnose sitting at winz smelling like otto
back in the days i used to wash your window screens, but i’m not a cop no
ygb even though that i got though
these days i still know what i got though
and i still do not know who i am as a man
but i know what i’m not though
real one, not a bot
my girl is a goddess, not a thot
next ones a classic not a flop
how many stuffs i give not a lot
not from the bottom or not from the top
i’m just i’m just jenny from the block
i was on the benny with a tinny in the sock
now i’m sitting in a tinny with a henny on the rocks
still on the grind like i’m on the clock
been up all night like i’m on the rock
stay p’noid two eyes on the crop
when the spots hot like two knives on the dot
this is for the opps
this is for the doubters
this is for the tweeters hugging their mouses
delete your history pull up your trousers
close your browsers
humble yourself you cowards
look
how can i act like i’m not about this
better give me my flowers
you wanna talk about racks ok
lets talk about 10,000 hours
lets talk about albums
you talking about outfits
you out here making announcements, about how there’s another announcement
elvis was a hero to some, but not me bruv
i listen to yelfris
shout out to rex, shout out to ???
shout out myself i’m selfish
i don’t even really wanna rhyme
i just wanna sip a little rum and lime
i just make a little money on the side
like i’m manu vatuvei
i don’t wanna flow, i just wanna vibe
oh you wanna go? yo funny guy
run it straight, if you wanna try
you’ll get sassed by some palagi guy

rappers who ain’t never fell on
wanna tell me that i fell off
mad cause i got the belt on
don’t make your dad take his belt off
bruv
get up get out get something
i been 10 years up in this dungeon
never had no free lunch just luncheon
at this function tryna just function
wanna be a chef but couldn’t peel an onion
wanna grow a tree but you couldn’t grow a pumpkin
wanna just jump into the gym dunkin’ but n0body wanna be tim duncan
fundamentals, the essentials
let’s take it back to the pads and the pencils
bruv i’ve been all day writing these records
and i’m up all night plucking these pedals
bruv there’s levels
i can remember when i used to drive the career van
with the radio tuned into niu fm
back when ??? used to call us uncle sam
bruv understand

- tom scott ygb lyrics

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