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Broke in the Booth (feat. Big Guts Billy) Video (MV)






EKE - Broke in the Booth (feat. Big Guts Billy) Lyrics




You can
Find me in the bromley bronx
With a spliff in the alley way
Reminiscing on the days
Where the biggest stress for me
Was tryna slang weed plus
Keeping all the noise down from rattled paint
Doesn't seem like that'll change
Any day soon
Get at me for goods or to spray up some fumes
Having a drink or just lacing some chunes
Can't wait to reply and just make an excuse
Add fuel to the fire
Stoking it too
Kicked in the door
Broke in the booth
Minds lost Psycrow with the tooth
The bros go hard
We're provoking em to
You chill like the main act
We rark the f*ck out
Like the openers do
I walked round the back and found cracked windows
You've sat chilled and had doors opened for you
Man Open the boot
I'm sick of this shit
Doing the airoplane
Swinging on kids
Taking your bottle and swigging the shit
My Foot mahis hard like I'm swiggs in the mix
If it ain't broke don't fix it
Known for tinnys in the broken city
Fixen the fixes
In the bits that's
Known as the shitest
May of lived here
But you only caught glimpses
Mind ya business
First numbers 0 and the next is 3
Flows like a hectic sea
The bros call me ek
But ya best bets to call me eckstar-c
I need a
Shadow partner to invest in me
Until ya best to leave
So I can dead the scene
Cause as of lately
It seems the greats have
Been falling off man
Just As expected
Leaves

I'm a C-City legend
Big Guts Billy man
He's in attendance
They want beef till they see me creep through the entrance
Mandem speak with a vengeance
Got em
Big boy shot em
Tailor made hearse
Better fit your coffin
Devil on my shoulder like
Shit get off it
Shit
Where's the piss
Get on it
Stay on path of my foes like a heat seeker
Stay on road like a street sweeper
Get rocked in ya dome for the weak feature
Shit chop through the bone like a meat cleaver
Get bodied and dragged
Ya body get snagged and dropped off the atlas
Rappers
Watch what you say or I'll deffo come off of the hip like colostomy bags
So cough up the ransom
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You can
Find me in the bromley bronx
With a spliff in the alley way
Reminiscing on the days
Where the biggest stress for me
Was tryna slang weed plus
Keeping all the noise down from rattled paint
Doesn't seem like that'll change
Any day soon
Get at me for goods or to spray up some fumes
Having a drink or just lacing some chunes
Can't wait to reply and just make an excuse
Add fuel to the fire
Stoking it too
Kicked in the door
Broke in the booth
Minds lost Psycrow with the tooth
The bros go hard
We're provoking em to
You chill like the main act
We rark the f*ck out
Like the openers do
I walked round the back and found cracked windows
You've sat chilled and had doors opened for you
Man Open the boot
I'm sick of this shit
Doing the airoplane
Swinging on kids
Taking your bottle and swigging the shit
My Foot mahis hard like I'm swiggs in the mix
If it ain't broke don't fix it
Known for tinnys in the broken city
Fixen the fixes
In the bits that's
Known as the shitest
May of lived here
But you only caught glimpses
Mind ya business
First numbers 0 and the next is 3
Flows like a hectic sea
The bros call me ek
But ya best bets to call me eckstar-c
I need a
Shadow partner to invest in me
Until ya best to leave
So I can dead the scene
Cause as of lately
It seems the greats have
Been falling off man
Just As expected
Leaves

I'm a C-City legend
Big Guts Billy man
He's in attendance
They want beef till they see me creep through the entrance
Mandem speak with a vengeance
Got em
Big boy shot em
Tailor made hearse
Better fit your coffin
Devil on my shoulder like
Shit get off it
Shit
Where's the piss
Get on it
Stay on path of my foes like a heat seeker
Stay on road like a street sweeper
Get rocked in ya dome for the weak feature
Shit chop through the bone like a meat cleaver
Get bodied and dragged
Ya body get snagged and dropped off the atlas
Rappers
Watch what you say or I'll deffo come off of the hip like colostomy bags
So cough up the ransom
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Writer: Shay Mattheou, Tyler Fairless
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