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mad about bars - v9 lyrics

[intro: kenny allstar]
brigades
wait, that’s sapphire beats
so you can’t say we don’t listen
i been seeing the comments, you lot have been hitting me up
it’s time for the homerton sensei
come on, sapphire beats, one
mad about bars

[verse]
devilish stepping, that’s back road cheffings
from youngers to olders still leaving their bredrins
six shot wap tryna turn man dende, do you comprende? you’re dead and i meant it
won’t come back like red dead redemption, wack that melon, his juice starts smelling
rip that top, that’s drip i’m setting, that’s drip i’m setting
hop out the four door truck, got man doing up crazy taxi
i smoked little man in the cabby, head back gone like he’s smoking on cali
f-ckin’ patty, just screaming, “allow it, i’m not involved”
snapchat check you on who you swore, dip that down to the rasclart bones
civilian pushing and screaming out “no”, knife work dope, ching that boy
don’t scream “oi” ’cause they’ll just blow, then just grab it and sn-tch his soul
sk with the spinner, you best duck low, them man can tell with the bag
i wanna trap loads of pinkys, i swear i’m in love with the bands
one leg said he hit the belly, that’s how many z’s in the back?
break that down and invest in waps, i really do live what i rap
they don’t wan’ see v pull up, hop out and slap it like my sweet one’s back
overlap, then come back, circle again ’till someone turns pack
no initiation, if you get jumped, you get whacked
we don’t do no chat
i’m with st making devilish plans, i’m with ko making it happen
double tap it, crashing, you do that, i splash it
i’m on badness, they buck into me and vanish
get caught, leave man planking, [?] disappear like magic
v9 too devilish, kidnap yutes and watch him do c-ke
snort that sh-t to the dome, should’ve never tried run with the dough
weapons out, search and destroy, don’t come back ’till you find that boy
i’m venomous bopping when points get scored, two for one, you know how it goes
v9 bad, i’m realer than most, ching man down ’till my palms gets sore
polo’s got that juice
’till my palms gets sore

part 2

[interlude: kenny allstar]
jheez
m1onthebeat
alright
brigades
so if we’re gonna talk about some of the hardest rappers to come out of hackney
m1onthebeat
then look no further, it’s poppin’ in homerton
so for three and half years now, this platform’s been dedicated to showcasing only the hardest in these london streets
brigades
and best believe, v9 is definitely up there

[verse]
two waps like lara croft, i’m tomb raiding if i hear you got gwop
and if you get hit with this mop, that’s you cleaned off the streets
i’ll run man off like i stepped in sh-t, if they’re running away, they taking the p-ss
grab that skeng, attack that kid, ko double tap ’till it can’t go pink
ching, i’ll use my blade upon him, i want man red and dead for redemption
i’m on double tappings and ‘nappings, buss mans head, needs more than a napkin
they tried say i’m violent, okay, that’s great
said i gotta take it easy, i’m like it is what it is
v9 too devilish, ching man’s dog for backing their owner
i’m old school like motorola, broski’s rocked like he’s doing up vodka
kitchen whipping, freedom he’s risking
i’ll take that biscuit cah i need them digits
.32 spins, i ring it, rambo knife, push it in him
i don’t know nuttin’ ’bout chattings, i’m on the back road doing up stabbings
trip up, get damaged, like i fell on the phone in my jacket
that night was tragic, we done a spinning reaper, what happened?
they can’t manage if i hop out the ride and clap it
i’m with sk talking ’bout murder, i want man gone, i want it urgent
free my brothers and free my opponents
back road, gang’s swerving, tryna put a young boy where the shirt is
keep talkin’ nonsense, it’s all in process, soon pull up and torch it
civilians screaming “oh sh-t”, dot-dot come long like sword fish
don’t get zoe tryna run, that’s horrid, trip up, watch the knife work flourish
trip up, watch the knife work flourish (m1onthebeat)
and hand on my heart, i’m trying, i’m riding but them man ain’t dying
i’m sick of the way they’re surviving, split man’s head like sylar
pull up in silence, the look on their face, it’s priceless
two shanks have knifing, catch him, drill him, why’s he crying?
screaming and shouting in my ears all dying, skeng in my pocket, this beef be frying
opp block for a hour each, i call that perfect timing
two b-lls on her f-cking tongue, i call that seedy antics
smoke man and f-cking nap him, put him in the attic, where’s the bread? where’s the ransom?
canadian girl, might press her, she said i’m still do more press ups
she don’t know that i’m carrying her life, one touch juice like one punch man
fly out the car like rob van dam, do it and dash, can’t st-tch that —–
two man up, that’s me and abz, hand in my pocket, watch them man just dash
venomous bop and i pop, i’ll drop him, turn man’s skull to a bowl like spun it
i’m the homerton sensei, and don’t you forget it
i’m bankai stepping, my [?] gets zero h-llish
my [?] gets zero h-llish (ay, come here)

[outro]
brigades

- v9 lyrics

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