Ghetts - All Black Winter lyrics

Don't tell me prepare I'm the one who gave P a career None of yous cared before he said my name Okay, I'm leaving it there I ain't gonna lie this boys evolved He's come a long way from coins to notes And Little Dee keeps sending for d**hs Don't worry 'bout that I'll destroy them both Blacks and every one of his boys involved Nobody ain't gonna be avoiding blows When I let off I'll lick P Money's head off I'm a serial k**er he's Kellogs I'll put man to sleep like I be the guy he bought his bed off His fans say I fell off I wanna know what boat they're fresh off I'm undisputed like Lennox Coming at me with them basic bars It's like tryna mix with one deck off You must be well off your head I'm 10 steps ahead of the rest You'll get left when I wet off Don't say P's going in He's just a guy that you expect less of When I bar Alarms like set off I told 'em I'm colder than Poland Frozen my body could freeze a whole ocean Stone cold no I don't show no emotion Only when I flow and going in on an opponent A lot of MCs are awry I'm cheese when it's dry Overly potent P spent '09 sending for me And the fans wanna know why nobody's spoken And a few of them are losin' faith in GH So I gotta remind them why I will Humiliate any MC alive And I reply to guys with the mic in my right It's a nightmare for them Them man are plain so some Nike Air to them Who's involved? Stand right there with them I ain't hearing men Talk like I'm scared to send Now sending So And I swear revenge Yeah I've been low but I'm here again Some say that I'm on best form ever Others say that I'm right near my end I'm like yeah yeah and yeah again Literally yeah and yeah again They all compare me to somebody else But I'm the only one you hear again You're obsessed with fruit and veg What the f** could you do to Ghetts Bad move you can't sleep like I removed your bed (Head gone) But I ain't gonna lose my head (Your d**hs raw) I'd rather shoot instead I take n***as out, take n***as out P Money MC won't win a round It's a pity I wanted to see him stick around No biggie Money man's silly I'm chilly on a riddim Tell him if he wants beef k** a cow You should know P I'm cooking up a flow P Hit 'em with the syllables and multi In fact let me k** him with the slow me This must be a joke If feel like I'm on Played by Fame This must be a hoax Okay, you can come out now Dun it I know Ha Ha Ha It's all fun I suppose Until I get someone's stomach involved I'll make him stop eating I don't care if he's got heart I'll make it stop beating Number 1's the only number I know It's my spot I'm not leaving His fans are like "He can't come back" My fans are like "Please make them stop speaking" So I retaliate properly P's poor he can't eradicate poverty Money my arse Where's all this money I ask Got more money by far In fact P's the only money I par Money comes and goes What makes you think this money might last? I get me the money quite fast Put the riddim on Some say P's gonna k** me because I don't write no singalongs f** them lullaby bars And if this Money guys hard Pigs fly and bu*terflies barf Me and this boy ain't bredrins I don't roll with money I like card