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Just upping skills n hoping to be able to write deeper n iller n develop in character
Been spittin for a while now but still elevating this fuckrie, love to spit to death still, cant be in this shit just wanting that fame and fortune fuck that...i only want the fortune to supply the drugs i take ya get me
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #9,332
Peak in subgenre #521
Author
Aruzz/Gadget
Rights
Aruzz
Uploaded
July 18, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:19
Story behind the song
Well the beat was the reason for this, it was entitled Sinister Stalkin made by Gadget the Wordsmith and the first line came to me straight away so i wrote the track and Gadge gave me his permission to use it, and you know the beats lovely www.soundclick.com/milleniumjazzbeats
This track here though is only a rough atm and i wanna re do it properly, when i have the time cos i jus knocked it up quick given a short space of time, and props goes to Gadget for bein ill wid beats
Lyrics
im sinister stalking the prime minister walking
i finish the chorus move to splittin the borders
im killing the mourners cos im still in the forest
this lion hunting for food alongside the foragers
while the british goverment just stay ignoring us
calling us commoners my next move is obvious
asians a problem fuck forced to bombin cunts
call the coroners hes admitting these foreigners
and as he forgets the natives whites get deflated
need to eject that gayshit respect my playlist
when i says it BNP enrapture your neighbours
capture their favours and says that they'll repay them
we're being fucked over by these two free masons
so face it you cant cos its Britains decapitation
but they dont listen to me like its just animation
browns, blacks and whites now animals pacing
im sinister stalkin the prime minister walking
England get cautious my boys get nauseous
from the war thats forming warheads enormous
world leaders act lawless but we got a fortress
i tell you the gadget i use is a ratchet and soon
you faggots are doomed cos my plans to pursue
music for cash and always be damaging tunes
never be fake cos trust we'll be rude batterin you
cos infact you're just like that one man on the moon
and ya practising too but really you lacking the truth
i know that people out there are clappin for food
my family is famished intune with bangin a dude
in the jaw so we can quickly be grabbin his jewels
these agitated natives making up cannibal crews
smashing ya mandible too and then banishin you
under the blackest of moons and that is the truth
cos we had it with dudes who do manage to prove
that they can oppress mans with language thats used
to scatter the truth so they put us in sandwiches to
keep us between poverty and our anger on cue
im sinister stalkin the prime minister walking
England get cautious my boys get nauseous
from the war thats forming warheads enormous
world leaders act lawless but we got a fortress
they act like it never happened so my clever rapping
is forever snapping and i come with a mental madness
teeth erode from corrosive acid know im manic
i hope these rappers understand how im dope and tragic
as i show the atlas now has been blown to backwards
by these two white devils who grab the throats of masses
close the passes stop trade between the west and east
and now the British people that i love have met defeat
by every other country we are called skets who weak
cos we got a leader who sucks the dick of a beast
from the far west, America's last death, you can see
that his name is Bush and he sets Blair at his feet
a lapdop who jumps as soon as mufucka speaks
even when he says lets deploy nukes in a scheme
to grab the oil, but i just say to my mans lets foil
the plans of this fag we was once loyal now we coil
and strike like snakes in the face of this hate shit
i've seen video evidence proving Bush is a racist
his latest press releases show hes a freak bitch
one whos so stupid he makes retards look supreme in
politics alot of this is proper shit so we follow it
clocking it grabbing glocks and kids ready pop at him
and bust our nuts in the face of his followers onimous
British cats like me dont give a fuck we got a shit
life to live all thats left to do is for us to rebel now
and be hermes introduce this fucker to hell town
where real dark being watch tyrants who fell down
we rise on our own cos we are in fact self bound
angels send down bombs on number ten house
and then brown boys like me leave him faceless
made famous by taking his fam and then blazin em
i lace this with views of everyone who hates him
this caucasian should be a beacon of hope flamin
but all he does is fuck the nation creatin pain when
Satan acts a haitan and i curse to the sky make it
rain fire sate his passion for makin my country faded
