MIK - Sent Down lyrics

[Verse 1: Merky ACE] Yo, think you can shoot me? Better know that my gun's bis**ual So it will lick down you and your Julie Shoot you in your neck, turn your diamonds ruby Bullets'll glide down your throat like doolies Real life, it's not a movie I do this for the Queen's head But certain man do it for the princess's booty I par with the meanest dogs No, I don't mean Muttley and Scooby You walk wherever, snatch off your j**ellery Or sling a slug in your right hand [?] If you try violate the ends I'll have your belly looking like a fountain or smoothie When I roll up and I'm sounding a loosie Grip's always tight, never hold it loosely I keep on vibesing to the tree and rap If you ain't in Tree then you're probably crap Been here from early, so I'm not back Got a big tool and I'll make it slap like uh Won't ever see badman with perm On my block, not cistern Let one off, watch him turn Exorcist when his mid all burn Uh, run a man down, see box dem swerve Got a BB shank, it's bold with a curve Real mic man but I'm out for the Ps I fly through with the birds and bees With the big hand ting, I'll be slapping off cheeks Tuck man in like the shirt on neeks I roll with badmans that shot to the geeks Might see me on the road with five draws In Henley jeans with the back all ripped Like I won't ever slip, bruv Got two tings stashed on the block, see me with J Better know you will get much more than your wrist cut I've got the flick tucked, hear the youts talking When I was on the back of the olders' [?] You was getting nappies all sh**ty and pissed up Look You couldn't walk so you was getting picked up Don't run it up before your soul gets picked up You're a good boy so you won't get sent down And I'm a badboy so I won't get picked up Not with all the weapons I've picked up And all the food I've picked up Judge or devil, one day I'll get sent down [Verse 2: MIK] Yo, uh Too many man wanna war with the M Nuttin' but hard body bars I send Leave man's face on the news at ten Man try call out my name like say I was One of dem washed up youts from then Pa** me the A4 paper quick Duppy bars, I murder the pen Look Man should know that I do this easy Leave man slumped all over the PC Half of your headtop next to the TV Why does man wanna look at my face Like say I don't know bare man that are greazy Where is he now? Bible-reading Uh Keep on hearing my man talk My man keeps on talking like say My man thinks I'd like to talk Got the crep, done the walk Leaving man outlined in chalk CSI New York Uh Keep on thinking what he thought Once I see this yout on road I'm trying out this ting I bought Will not see my face in court Judge don't know my face or sort P-A-double-S Port I heard that man wanna get me duppied, what? Feel the impact of the pumpy, boom Take man down like rugby 45 in the trouser that's comfy Clap, headtop left all lumpy Caught man with his wifey in a buggy Shell to the left, right, back and fronty Nine, face, bredrin jumpy Wow, covered, blood, ugly Pow, brains, guts, lovely That's what you get when you're way too hungry Out here, man ah get dropped like Humpty Dumpty, holy poly, roly moly Take my food? I'll take your soully Mum, dad, aunt, son Hospital bed, feeling uh