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Steves Revenge Video (MV)




Performed By: Sever
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: clinton turner




Sever - Steves Revenge Lyrics
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It was a Tuesday, out was gettin a feed
Got A chilli stacker combo wit lettuce n extra cheese
It was night, we were sitting outside checkin the breeze
Ben and Steve were holding pounds for a friend investing in trees
Next second a screech, A Ford Falcon emerged
Took out a water fountain tore it out and mounted the curb
Pounded the dirt hit the breaks then got out in a burst
F*ck they want the pounds now we needa bounce n disperse
Turned around and I burst back into KFC
Jump the counter through the kitchen hoping they ain't see
Crack the cook, took his knife, tuck the blade and flea
Hit the back door like ok, escape on three
Cool They didnt see me so I caught up with Ben
They f*ckin got Steve Sev with a sword to the head
I saw him hes dead, they jump back in the ford and they fled
They took the pounds and his life , Thats when I saw red
I called Ted, Jason Chris Aaron and Matt
I said get the boys together for a savage attack
Matter a fact, get my Easton or my Slazanger bat
I'm smashing the cats, aint stopping till the calendar laps
Ran up at Matts, rolled out searchin the streets
Ready for war f*ck the law not concerned with police
Determined to grease these f*ckers when disturbing the peace
And Further increase the murders till the jerks are deceased
Anyway, back to the story it was twelve on the dot
In Kelmscott, I could tell that we were well in the spot
Ready to pop like a glocks shell fell in the slot
I saw the f*cker fillin the falcon at the shell wit a mob
That's the cunt there, pulled up like a ram raid
I aint f*ckin parking up, pull up on the hand brake
I could tell he was shook just by watching his clan shake
Didn't fight knew hes hook couldnt flatten a pancake
The Dam fake pleaded like a bitch on his knees
Wishin id please, show him mercy aint no christian in me
Picturing Steve had me itching for this vicious release
I Grabbed his hair slammed his head onto the bitumen screamed
This is for Steve, his mum, his misses and me
For his dad, his son, his sister Aleece
For his nan, for everyone im gunna fix it leave
I Cocked my air max back n force the tick in his teeth
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English

It was a Tuesday, out was gettin a feed
Got A chilli stacker combo wit lettuce n extra cheese
It was night, we were sitting outside checkin the breeze
Ben and Steve were holding pounds for a friend investing in trees
Next second a screech, A Ford Falcon emerged
Took out a water fountain tore it out and mounted the curb
Pounded the dirt hit the breaks then got out in a burst
F*ck they want the pounds now we needa bounce n disperse
Turned around and I burst back into KFC
Jump the counter through the kitchen hoping they ain't see
Crack the cook, took his knife, tuck the blade and flea
Hit the back door like ok, escape on three
Cool They didnt see me so I caught up with Ben
They f*ckin got Steve Sev with a sword to the head
I saw him hes dead, they jump back in the ford and they fled
They took the pounds and his life , Thats when I saw red
I called Ted, Jason Chris Aaron and Matt
I said get the boys together for a savage attack
Matter a fact, get my Easton or my Slazanger bat
I'm smashing the cats, aint stopping till the calendar laps
Ran up at Matts, rolled out searchin the streets
Ready for war f*ck the law not concerned with police
Determined to grease these f*ckers when disturbing the peace
And Further increase the murders till the jerks are deceased
Anyway, back to the story it was twelve on the dot
In Kelmscott, I could tell that we were well in the spot
Ready to pop like a glocks shell fell in the slot
I saw the f*cker fillin the falcon at the shell wit a mob
That's the cunt there, pulled up like a ram raid
I aint f*ckin parking up, pull up on the hand brake
I could tell he was shook just by watching his clan shake
Didn't fight knew hes hook couldnt flatten a pancake
The Dam fake pleaded like a bitch on his knees
Wishin id please, show him mercy aint no christian in me
Picturing Steve had me itching for this vicious release
I Grabbed his hair slammed his head onto the bitumen screamed
This is for Steve, his mum, his misses and me
For his dad, his son, his sister Aleece
For his nan, for everyone im gunna fix it leave
I Cocked my air max back n force the tick in his teeth
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Writer: clinton turner
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