Boom Productions - Madness lyrics

[Verse 1: Buck] It's like draw for the strally fam, blow off like half his legs Sizzle's got the big ting, that'll blow off like half his head Joody's at the traphouse, down to a half a Z Still around straps like the ones that left Arthur dead Your life's suspect, you're still making marga bread Raised on the streets who give a f** what father said You want a wifey, cuzzy I'm just after head Got the iceberg carti, with the camouflage khaki thread Back to the old Buck, the bully always after them Shank or the strally bruv, tell me what you'd rather then Make n***as strip like my spare mink dancer friend Mingling with G's like Big Mook's Gucci cardigan You got big guns, guarantee we got larger leng Smothered in droppage, must say I'm looking Prada peng Who let the dogs out like the ra**clart Baha Men And I don't mean with water when I say I'm rinsing after them [Verse 2: Kyze] Kyzer Soze you've never seen a star so co*ky I'm the nicest, all my n***as are ard body We're the real deal, you n***as are carb' copies We got a style and a swagger that you can't copy Nice with raps and this is like my last hobby Nice with slaps if you're looking at me half dodgy I'm fully on it, you n***as do it half properly Out early in the trap patty and a large coffee This is Kyzer Soze, I've got a line for both You can't see me, I practice moving lines with Ghost You say you underground but you lie the most You ain't on the move, your life's looking like a pose I don't like you, I don't even like your flow f** it though, you ain't nothin' next to mighty Soze And it ain't likely, you'll ever get slightly close They say I'm heavy when I hit 'em with my lightest dose [Verse 3: Dubz] My swag's impeccable boy Plus this Mac's got a decimal point If I clap then it's exit wounds I'm kinda sad at you vegetables Now you n***as know exactly what the metal do No table manners, might put my hand in your peppered stew In other words I get the food, accept it dude I'm reckless, renegade Reach for my necklace, it's like electric 'boom' I mean what I say in my bars You're a goon? You should stay in your yards And make tunes tryna claim that you're 'ard Why, 'cause you drive Land Rover? Well I'll take your life like a white man, soldier