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Back in the Booth Video (MV)




Performed By: Deesel
Language: English
Length: 1:44
Written by: Darien Neavin




Deesel - Back in the Booth Lyrics
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Cocaine airs and a plain tracksuit
No games here and I'm back in the booth
Always rapping the truth
Tell me what you actually do
Starz came through with a jetpack
Heavy B will flatten a yout
Keep on telling them get back
But they wanna ramp with the crew
Frass and I'm backing a juice
My mans catting a twos
Do it on the stairs like Harry Pinero
Done it all over the house Skepta
Mortal combat freezing subzero
Nicolas Tesla, I'm the inventor
Walk on water, glide on quick sand
Agent 47, I'm the hitman
Flips for the figure's, 6 figures go quick and
I'm tryna work for 7, no less than
Grew up on Garage and grew up on Grime
Grew up on Base and grew up on Vibes
140 bpm I still rhyme
Messing with lyrics and messing with ryhmes
When I bop my head, you bops yours too
When they got their dreads, you got yours too
When they dyed theirs red, you dyed yours blue
But the gang know them and we don't know you
Carbon copy can't copy no next man
Sleep with my girl like Harper in Best Man
Right
Left Hand
Don't even try stress man
Na
Don't even try stress man
Cocaine airs and a plain tracksuit
No games here and I'm back in the booth
Always rapping the truth
Tell me what you actually do
Starz came through with a jetpack
Heavy B will flatten a yout
Keep on telling them get back
But they wanna ramp with the crew
Frass and I'm backing a juice
My mans catting a twos
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Cocaine airs and a plain tracksuit
No games here and I'm back in the booth
Always rapping the truth
Tell me what you actually do
Starz came through with a jetpack
Heavy B will flatten a yout
Keep on telling them get back
But they wanna ramp with the crew
Frass and I'm backing a juice
My mans catting a twos
Do it on the stairs like Harry Pinero
Done it all over the house Skepta
Mortal combat freezing subzero
Nicolas Tesla, I'm the inventor
Walk on water, glide on quick sand
Agent 47, I'm the hitman
Flips for the figure's, 6 figures go quick and
I'm tryna work for 7, no less than
Grew up on Garage and grew up on Grime
Grew up on Base and grew up on Vibes
140 bpm I still rhyme
Messing with lyrics and messing with ryhmes
When I bop my head, you bops yours too
When they got their dreads, you got yours too
When they dyed theirs red, you dyed yours blue
But the gang know them and we don't know you
Carbon copy can't copy no next man
Sleep with my girl like Harper in Best Man
Right
Left Hand
Don't even try stress man
Na
Don't even try stress man
Cocaine airs and a plain tracksuit
No games here and I'm back in the booth
Always rapping the truth
Tell me what you actually do
Starz came through with a jetpack
Heavy B will flatten a yout
Keep on telling them get back
But they wanna ramp with the crew
Frass and I'm backing a juice
My mans catting a twos
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Writer: Darien Neavin
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