Filthy Gears - OVRCS lyrics

[Intro: MIK] Oi, oi, listen From any one of my Gs come through It's nuttin' but steeze Don't get big man confused for likkle man over deh so Dem ain't like man Dem are impersonators, liars, imposters Gun slap fi dem boy dere (Filthy Gears) [Verse 1: MIK] There's so many things I could say right now But I ain't gonna say True say, certain man ain't got no heart And they wanna act gay f** that, come through letting off shots at the hubcap Dumb dumb, with your mouth looking like a Rugrat Slumped over, now you've got a mad hunchback Pump action's got a nice little Kick back, sit back, letting off shots With the knick-knack-paddy-whack, give a dog a bone Back then, man didn't even have a home Two sixteen, now I've got two homes Swagged up, looking like Sherlock Holmes What you saying, Holmes? Different world in a different zone, better watch that tone One phone call, that'll change that tone Leave it alone, 5'6" but still man are grown Walking around with a girl from Rome Back looking like money up front Chest looking like money up front Face looking like money up front Like, why would I front when I've got that chrome? Air Force Ones same colour as an ice cream cone, let's go [Bridge: MIK] Let me show these people why I'm the greatest Come through looking like Neo In the kitchen with the Matrix In the kitchen with the Let me show these people why I'm the greatest Come through looking like Neo In the kitchen with the Matrix In the kitchen with the [Hook: MIK] Juggling Ps I've got money in the bank that I can't even touch Let alone bloodclart see Overseas [Break 1: MIK] Trust me That's an investment Cuh it's cash-in-hand on the daily We don't even touch dem ting dere [Hook: MIK] Juggling Ps I've got money in the bank that I can't even touch Let alone bloodclart see Overseas [Break 2: MIK] So don't come around with your crumbs and scrapes Your little scrapes and shekels and creps, get out [Verse 2: MIK] Ain't gonna lie, head full of stress All these dons are a bag of mess I'm 100 kis, you're 100 pence Man are out here sitting on the fence Man up, show me the Tony Yayo, ain't got time for the young buck Fronting like there's Lloyd in the bank When I break it down like 50, no cents See where you're moving now I don't wanna hear sh** 'bout past tense I was on the curb holding it down Ting in my bag, no vest 28s knew my name 100 bags, I was moving no less Swapped your soul for a pair of creps When I left that boy soulless Two ten, I was in a compress Giving out food to the jobless Two sixteen, I'm overly pissed cuh Man are out here with the nonsense Yeah, pissed off Cuh man are out here getting ripped off Blackskin boy, better jump like Kris Kross Got a nice pair on my feet like Rick Ross No rest for the wicked Liff up the ting like cricket Target, hit it, put the ting in the hand Watch him miss it, how did you miss it? Came to the war with your hand in your pants Now man's aiming at foxes Why's man aiming at foxes? Why's man aiming at foxes? Somebody tell me why [Hook: MIK] Juggling Ps I've got money in the bank that I can't even touch Let alone bloodclart see Overseas [Break 3: MIK] Ting called Switching No tax Oh [Hook: MIK] Juggling Ps I've got money in the bank that I can't even touch Let alone bloodclart see Overseas [Break 4: MIK] So a man just send it over We haffi leave dem ting dere, let it marinate You see?