Money Game, Pt. 2
Ren
3:39Out of mind when we out of sight We come alive in the dead of night Blood is thick and it's eye for Actually mate, just fuck this I can't really be bothered, man Fuck that Fuck it Chyeah So the story goes Come about on smoke forever Let the sheep dem know I'm a beast when I'm on the Charlie, bro (fuck) (fuck) Fuck forever, it's the (cocaine show) You think you're so fucking clever Life stuck down chewing gum You know I go hell-for-leather I'm on track to be the best one ever Fuck a label man We're killing it We're doing it better Watch it blow (blow, blow) Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait So the story goes I've been living life in a haze while the city Light glows, I never slow, slow I gotta learn to calm down But I don't, don't going round for round I'm fucking buzzing Council housed and violent flow, thugging Got a couple burners in the oven Loving, like Maclovin Pick the sticky icky green, budding Pass it to the left if you start bugging You think you're so fucking clever Life stuck down chewing gum You know I go hell-for-leather I'm on track to be the best one ever Fuck a label, man We're killing it We're doing it better Watch it blow (blow, blow) Watch it blow (blow, blow) Hey, fuck that, yeah Out of mind when we out of sight We come alive in the dead of night Blood is thick and it's eye for eye Angels sleep where the devils lie Devils weep when the angels soar Morning light knocking at my door I retreat on the cold stone floor Come back around and we kill it once more Hey, hey, Soul Boy, Soul Boy, hang on, one, one second There's just, there's just this greedy little prick That I want to talk to for a second, man Would you let me talk to him? (Yeah, fuck it, talk to him) Thanks very much, mate Fuck about, son I'm the dentist Take the teeth right out your mouth, son You're apprentice, I'm the Sensei What's the outcome? I'm that geezer who will bleed ya if you don't run If you do run, then I'll pursue some You're the soggy bowl of soup, I'm the crouton You are bouncing off the hoop I'm the slam dunk, you are soul-sucking music I'm the G-Funk, yes, I'm a G, punk I make the (bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump...) (Bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump, bass thump...) Yeah, if you crack tracks then come at the Soul Boy I made the indie DnB, I'll make your Hellboy I got a big fucking sting like Bellboy Drop bombs then nukes, call me Shell Boy That that's spaghetti in my head Now that's a state of mind I done fucked up my face now I'm Frankenstein Grimm's flow up Oh, that's so rare 'Cause if it flows that hard I got flow that twice You think you're so fucking clever Life stuck down chewing gum You know I go hell-for-leather I'm on track to be the best one ever Fuck a label, man, we're killing it We're doing it better Watch it blow (blow, blow, blow) Watch it blow (blow, blow, blow) Out of mind when we out of sight We come alive in the dead of night Blood is thick and it's eye for eye Angels sleep where the devils lie Devils weep when the angels soar Morning light knocking at my door I retreat on the cold stone floor Come back around and we kill it once more