English Frank - The Warm Up lyrics

I see my life flash before me Your boy tried to bore me You man dem bore me Telling the same old story At 13 I shot my first G At 16 I shot my first key Mummy and daddy knew I was naughty The streets tried to extort me Its fourty four time, little man I known above fourty fourty Back in the day, no man woulda fought me But now now man don't wanna see me see fourty So I'm haps if I reach 25, cos my best friend he died at 25 Nah it ain't no lie If I say I'm living that real life I ain't safe from this war going on outside Are you really from the ends? Do you really push a benz? Have you really lost friends? Do you really hold skengs? Do you really spit gems? Really shot peng? Well, if then, you know where I'm coming from friend f** 75 thousand CDs fam 500 keys of the green in my hand A hundred Gs of cream cheese in the bank You got problems with d**? Then just talk to Frank Whenever or whatever Whatever the weather I am Holding food - whether or not its in my hand Residual income yin yang fam Blacklist click army - orangatang gang, bang! For rap chat famalam my fam will bang a man Badaman get battered up and battered with my hand Body parts buried in the belly of my lamb Boy better know I'll bury anybody in your clan I'm better than you man I bet a man a grand I'm better than better with a Beretta in my hand I bet even that there can never ever be a better fella ever in this shadow of a man Rebellion adrenalin in the hand a son of a man And fella medaling with gangs peddling my grams You said you're gonna bang But are you gonna bang though? DAMN NO! I feel to bloody buck shot your bang hole Where I'm from Jill Dando is how it can go In a movie round here, I know real Rambo Popper to popper has like popper shango When little men love to pop a man go I had coke in my nappy from three months old Man I'm still seeing dough from from seven years ago I got links seeing dough from 20 years ago 5 years ago - where the f** was you though? I've been doing this for years Blood, sweat, and tears When you was taught, I was probably ending careers A road on rap, I never had no peers I'm the best that ever did it, better get that clear Cos I'm a maniac, slash brainiac Bernie Mac mans wig back with a big slap, its a big track A fact that the big man with the sh** raps So take a Kit-Kat and sit back with your sh** raps What you talking about 10 grand for? I spent 10 grand on my floors and doors He's got a rolly on, no whip, no money in the bank, and he's still living at his mum's, poor! These dumb MC's are talking about 4's, 5's, about 45 times in their rhymes If everybody had a body on the 9, then every other body would be bodied, am I lying? So if, all this murder talk ain't no lie, more man would be murdered, a lie? It's a lot, It's a lot Nah it's a lie, it's a lie Cry wolf till a wolf make a sly boy die You don't have to think twice if I break the ice like f** a red flag f** a blue flag Sorry fam, I just had to do that What are colors when you bang, you only bang on you fam When I bang, I bang girl, I don't bang or do man Lift him off his feet, put him back in the new van Wrap him in a box, jimmy choo man But only do man if you have to do man Real gangsters don't want to shoot man They'd rather get man lost for loot, fam Now am I going too deep for these yout man Who really don't know nothing about the truth fam? Round here, we die for a reason It's not over colors why we're squeezing Its over b**hes and drug money So if man robbed you or f**ed your honey Or even talk 'bout your money It gets ugly, this ain't Bugs Bunny Man will push the baby buggie with a bucky and a huggie But dutty, put a duppie on a bucky And if you think I want to have to live around this f**ry I don't glamorize it I an*lyze it So an*lyze this My manners madness Many man in my manner are madder than a mad hatter It's a game of snakes and ladders and there's nothing but adders Rah!