Dave - Freestyle for Semtex lyrics

Look Walk in a rave Frown on my face Drink in my hand Hand in my pouch Man talk greaze Man look left look right look straight to a bang in the mouth Man talk grease Man see man in the flesh, man sayin please just dead it Man talk grease in the whip Come out the car, and come in like Niko Bellic Ahhh I phone up like we want a pizza A flip blade or a sweet in a heater To touch more skin than Mia Khalifa Your man said come round the corner your joking Man tryna talk like he's touching us Your man best run when he see man come son you can get a tiger- tiger- tiger uppercut I'm next in line bruv They got my brothers doing next to life cuz Ring ring on a lyca lyca For food in the club like tyga tyga hyper hyper boys doing cyber cyber See man in the flesh dark Talk big on the net dark Bread in pen and k** a cyber man like David Tenant Ahhh Mad ting I went back to paper Back to my notepad Back to basics Back to black in fact I went back to back Stack to stack from a penny to half a grand Had to find myself I wasn't looking right In a state could've got your g hurt like mulla light Fatalistic thoughts, I swear I could've died That's why I haven't wrote a thing since We'll I can't confine my pain to a sentence I sentence you that's pain in a sentence I got a sentence explained in a sentence That's 18 years explained in a sentence The way I'm living's been so peak Introverted, my friends don't know me Cause more time I'm walking on my lonelies Or in the graveyard talking to my homie Believe me Belive me this life ain't easy Why do you think the mandem rarely ever see me Why do think I gave up dreams of a CD Why do you think I splash as soon as I see P''s Chief Keef Prada's 300 get funding before he could beef me How could I spend like a grand on clothes Still refused to spend a pound on **Kisses teeth** Advertising draws Making songs about gunplay You dumb youts are bringing more heat to your strip than a runway What a plain bar Had my brother in Feltham that's Heathrow What a plane bar And I bet that flew over your head what a plane bar That's runway Heathrow plane bars And on Sundays we still claim ours Cause them Polish guys don't sleep And Sergey still needs Dmitry still needs cheese I do it for them for the guys that still move green Line for line, crime for crime I still see P''s Gucci scarves back I still see G''s Prison visits I still see C We had to hide down I still see B Got into the graveyard I still see A Unemployed and I still got paid Skipping school just if we still got A's Girls say I got ga**ed in change I say damn right look at my trainers babe Listen None of you man want beef and none of you man want heat Listen None of you man want beef and none of you man want heat Listen, listen Look, like Like none of you man want beef and none of you man want heat None of you man want smoke None of you man make P's None of you none of you None of you man seen cash None of you man own straps Neither do I If I need that I got boys that will bring heat like I am in Dubai nah But I still think I am in Dubai No rapper's liver than I Sergey phoned like I wanna buy 5 of the brown 5 of the white