DYBLE - T'S GONE Lyrics

It's a new day
New era
It's here
Tempa T
Just wanna say a few things
You know what I'm saying
You, shower down bars I don't think so
You lot can't run away via lingo
What's the ting?
You said it's not a thing though
But a few guys really wanna play hero
Can't tell me nothing
Thats why I'm here bro
It's a gamble, but we're not down at bingo
That's for old folks like...
I'm the king, parring if you think so
You can't shower me down thats a no no
I don't care about your mixtape promos
You're selling your arse down soho
But you're round here saying no homo
Just wait till I get a mobo
Albums out on the in the mix so don't fold
I'm hard, wrestling stone cold
Best MC in the world that's no joke
I'm still parring it
No mixtape out I'm still parring it
No videos on tv I'm parring it
You can see me on youtube parring it
PAAAAAR
I'm a star in it
You can watch me at the raves parring it
2000 and pax I've been parring it
But I still see other guys parring it
CAAAR
You better start parking it
Give me the keys, I'll start starting it
I'm in the hood, you're not a part of it
I'm down to earth, you're not even down for this
Just park the car, before I start barking this
I'm really rude
Should I start harming this
Get out the hood
Before I start parring it
You been dismissed, go set your alarm in it
Serious thugs, serious times
Stupid mugs, ridiculous rhymes
These are the boys that let down grime
Lies, you heard all the previous lines
Serious cunts, serious bribes
Everyone knows you're not a serious guy
No, you don't live a serious life
Ridiculous, you're just appearing strife
Me, I shower down bars everyday
When you touch mine, come like anyway
You'll get bored in a hot summers day
Lies, you don't do things that you say
You're on the road, but you just cotch all day
About the bits, none of us guys don't play
Pull out the ting, make man run that way
It's serious, how I might run your way
Me, I shower down bars with rage
War, back out the ting all day
None of your guys had a clue this day
Don't think I won't try and bax these breys
I'm off the O E from a couple of Ks
Headbutt, shoot man straight in his ways
Follow up, with a couple more shots to ya face
Open, now you don't have no say
Ten shots to your head if you stand in my way
Them man know that I feel this way
I'm loose to the ting, firing the AK
You could be about driving your KA
WOOOY
Take out your friend's windscreen
Run up to the whip rattling AKs
I'm in control like ...
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We eliminate man on the roads, that's hate
People are dying, we must be the place
We're poison, killing off man every day
If we have to
Ex man out in your way
...
Bag a man rushed his brey
It's nonsense, that I might feel this way
But I'm shooting, emotions are flying your way
Me, I shower down bars everytime
Everyone knows you can see I'm not lying
F*ck you, I don't care about your rhymes
Man a man knows I drop simple lines
Get the crowd hyped from a single line