Temp2 - Cheerio lyrics

Hook S.A.S.: Reppin' London Town out here We go round-a-round the globe like merry-go Kiss your fame goodbye, say "Cheerio" Dipset, high commission is major, ay Verse 1 Mayhem: Like Doctor King, May had a dream, then I had a scheme Now the streets call me King like the magazine We got the keys to the city Coppin' and shuttin' Still moving keys through the city F a crew, we living threat So F your troops and your little Techs We coppin' nukes on the Internet I been a vet, made a stack and a few ends Hustlin' packs, now May back like that new Benz A few gems, j**els and ice Shoes is right, back to the future Nikes I run with dudes that'll slap yo' kids (then what) They'll hang they a** off the balcony like Jacko did I'm stressed to figure how he the bestest n***a S.A.S. is bigger, I beg to differ We invading them tapes Now the kids in the states say the kid is amazing like grace Amen Hook Verse 2 Mega: For the price of fame, icy chains In a blink of a eye, Blood, ya life could change Yeah, nights was strange, I was gettin' no sleep But I had to hold heat, livin' in these cold streets Down for spittin', bound to rip them Yo they siad we was nice but we sounded different Now you clowns is dissin', quit that chit-chat Chain out in Marcy, you wouldn't risk that It's kinda vivid though, was the life I was livin' bro Came from Britian for spittin' but was flippin' to get the dough You should listen and see the vision if you don't get the flow It's a hustle, kids in the struggle, that's who I'm reppin' fo' This ain't hard to write, my bars is tight I ain't tryna be locked behind bars, that's right Been through plenty wars, now I'm scarred for life I'm like the American flag, I got stars and stripes, yeah Hook Verse 3 S.A.S.: Mayhem: F the U.K. rap scene, waitin' on a dream I was in the crack scene waitin' on a fiend Like we ain't that team, as blatant as it seems Catch me with the cap, lean, blazing on the green an' Now I'm signed, you gon' see me grow Into a songwriter, publisher, CEO See me bro, the streets wanna see me blow They acting young and restless like the TV show Mega: We went from a still crowd to hearin' them real lud Yo it's blatant, we blazin', we makin' 'em real proud Inticipatin', awaitin' this ill sound Mega never fakin', I'm statin' the real now So act the wrong way, get clapped the arms spray I got hits with the Dips and tracks with Kanye But I'm still gutter cuz I'm still in the gutter Keep my steel in the gutter when I'm dealing that bu*ter Oh Hook