Interior - JD. Reid, 808INK, Oscar #Worldpeace

Rage in my mind, can’t climb out

Dog in the cage, been a slave for a while now

Living like Mowgli, had some oldie

Now I feel lonely

(Oscar #worldpeace):

Tiny to time out

If they ever knew the deep hole that we climbed out

Good youts would’ve never known how to find out

Mind out, goons on the job that’ll ride out

Tryna make us sell our tunes, gotta fly now

(slowthai):

I understand but can’t follow that

It gets me mad, I wanna jab them into Wonderland

Oscar, we can’t stop on job, hop, make dosh

Performin' prayers on the motherland

(Oscar #worldpeace):

Understand, gotta make M’s, not a couple grand

Fake niggas, I only see 'em like a hologram

Take time out from the shit, they’re tryna cover man

All this shit’s tryna bother man, and

(808INK):

I’ve got my best don

Swear they’re ready for the next one

Ayo Os', «Let me hit him with your Tech don»

A little bait but I’m nothin' to be flexed on, wait-wait

I’m on that if you flex wrong, bitch I’ve been

Peepin' and scorin' the best ones, sick I be

Clappin' and baggin' the next, oh shit

Sit it down boy, I’m 'bout to take legs off

To whip this shit, flick this pic

Wait there, I might slow it down for a bit

(slowthai):

Dismissive English kids

No change man, I climbed out the abyss

(Oscar #worldpeace):

Move instinctive and I’m in this bitch

Chains out but I’m rappin' like a Christmas gift

(808INK):

And I’ve been this lit

Man I burn out whips

, die quick, come we burn down spliffs

Hook (808INK):

Lookin' at interior

Starin' at exterior

Think they’re past inferior

Chew the pussy up, uh, terrier

Preachin', not a seminar

All got advice but when you get it dog

All I hear etcetera

Had to backhand like Federer

Uh, lookin' at the interior

Uh, starin' at the exterior

Uh, think they’re past inferior

Chew the pussy up, uh, terrier

Uh, preachin', not a seminar

All got advice but when you get it dog

Uh, all I hear is etcetera

Had to backhand like Federer

(Oscar #worldpeace):

Got my mind on the job

Feds got their hands on the cosh

Opps wanna take what I got

What’s the time on the clock?

I already am what they’re not

Tryna see me down in the rots

Say you’re down but you’re not

Got fam deep in a knot

Looking at me for a shot

Give me hate, give me love

But show me what’s mine

Talkin' bout dough

But you never wanna grind

(slowthai):

Job on my mind, I ain’t ever got time

Feds on my buzz, tryna watch me online

Pepper spray eyes, blue chat on cam

Walk down the street, you antagonise man

Fraternise, chat a bag of lies, coward-like

gettin' televised, never white eyes, too energised

Catcher in the Rye, bust your melon type

Buried in the woods, mother would be mortified

(Oscar #worldpeace):

Heart, bad to the linin'

You man are air like wind for the chime ting

take a likin' straight

Domino effect, I make it fall on the plate

With somethin', I got juice for the car

I’m too much, that’s

Straight thug, straight proof that I’m on

From 'Don to we’ll be bruisin' it up

(808INK):

Liccle man, yeah I run this shit

Watch me pull up in a 206

No chain yet I still get chicks

No game but she still get whipped

Uh, she love my style

She love the way my bank account tips all over the gaffer

Uh, yeah she call me the gaffer

Uh, watch me squeeze and brash, uh

Hook (808INK):

Lookin' at interior

Starin' at exterior

Think they’re past inferior

Chew the pussy up, uh, terrier

Preachin', not a seminar

All got advice but when you get it dog

All I hear etcetera

Had to backhand like Federer

Uh, lookin' at the interior

Uh, starin' at the exterior

Uh, think they’re past inferior

Chew the pussy up, uh, terrier

Uh, preachin', not a seminar

All got advice but when you get it dog

Uh, all I hear is etcetera

Had to backhand like Federer