Laid-Back Studios - DND lyrics

DND You dun'kno hip-hop ain't dead init.. See.. Verse 1; (Noaksey) From day I showed all signs of this.... I weren't like all kinds of kids Despite all hype; inside my vids.. you'll find insight in which'll; Guide you through to righteousness... Shouts out just like righteous did; Clarky... come we get the life we wish I had doubts; but, now thanks to all you lively pricks I have learnt to silence it; black and white... silenced clip Your a point less cos; now, all I hear are silent spits Try to follow me before I've left ? -I enlighten trips Like to the shop to buy some rips; then roll sit back and light my spliffs Find a beat I like........ listen; then ill write some bits Edit; scrap it start again; what's next to do? re write my list Recite my lyrics; blaze a zoot; journeys long; writings piss In time I try out different ways; till I create, a flow that fits Slowly rolls another; thinks, I smoke and show some other links Dunno where your goalie is; no joke there ain't a goal ill miss Now I'm running low on riz; ill write perform upload to disc ! (Clarky) Munch a few bags; till, all the md's gone! Come we roll another zoot, from the weed we got? Bell me up tomorrow saying when i gotta meet ya! Beats to usb; f**, wheres my usb blud? Found it; never guess i left it somewhere dumb; As music goes fam; you know we on the up and up; f** drum and ba** yeah; but f** drum and drums... cah; Now the lyrics wrote; dnd is done and done! Hook; (Clarky) (noaksey) Really? No.. real talk what the f** is this? Oi?! Bruv? Are you dumb? Take this sh** out the beat now... Man whats your problem?! Verse 2; (Clarky) Ahh! cos, I may be feeling stressed.. I think a couple bars up; and spray em in my head- -drop a beat upon the headphones; when Im laying in my bed Maybe even blessed, or maybe even yet... I may be rolling spliffs from the paper and the peng; Baitly writing lines on some paper with my pen! The writing's so messy I can't even say em yet? Then you bell me up; like, 'what you saying then?' 'im blazed out of my head fam; face looks a mess! But we gotta go to studio; forgot we booked a sesh?' You Knock at my door; like, didn't know you left! I sniff half gram; and, then you sniff the rest- -we get to studio; looking, crooked but we set- -chris hooking up our mess; cooking up a blessed; Track; that's all good; but before we step... Dispite how long it took; we still book another set!? Hook; (Clarky) (noaksey) Jheeeeeeeeeze......... I can't be dealing with you blud.. Like.. This is booky.. Swear down i told you to take this out the beat? Dickhead.. Man whats your problem? Verse 3; (Noaksey) Ain't an artist that; puts, in half the effort I do; That being said..... I don't even try to; Poke my finger in their eye; so, they can see my view.. Smoke a couple joints... then ill go right through.. Music? ..............believe that's heart; See I take pride in; all works of art; Noaksey... believe in my craft; Cut my heart open and i'll be bleeding bars; ................................ I Wake up breathing hip-hop; I'll stop making hits; but, only when this hit stops; I'll stop writing bits; but, only when my bits flop; You'll be hating me everytime one of my vids drop; I put a pen to pad; another banger? -I can sense it! So; I-switched-n-flipped; the-lid of-my-pen-tip! Can't help that I raise the bar; its my-way-of; Raising the stakes; by, raising.. the, rate-of-bars! Hook; (Clarky) (noaksey) f** you blud im gone... Oi!! Hold up man!! Where you goinggg? Cmon man it's catchy and you know it!!! Sweeeeeeear dowwn fam! Ahhh f** it.. Man whats your problem?!