“Murder” is the follow-up single to “Jiggle”, slowthai’s first single. The track was released under “BONE SODA ノノ”, a British record label based in London. Over a hypnotic piano-ridden instrumental produced by British music producer, Kwes Darko, slowthai is focused on achieving greatness. The raw ly...
[Intro]
Ey
Ain't that some shit, ey ey
Straight british fucking with them English, you know how we do
Straight, straight, British, yeah
[Verse 1]
I got the gift of the gab
I smoke a spliff then I dab
My brothers they sniff in the cab
Steaming, no feelings
Drinking, I'm sicking it up
Fuck the toilet, I'm sick on the couch
Sorry if this is your house
Give me water, I water it down
Scheming, sorry, sorry didn't mean it
Worry you're soggy, let's leave it
Soggy rich tea on the Egypt
Voice my opinion, talk they listen
You're not a bad man, you're a boy in visions
Call my gang and deploy the mission
Roll with dogs, but your boy's a kitten
[Chorus]
Murder
The shit that we do for our honour
Slow baby boy you're a learner
I am an ox not a gunner
I hit my shots, fuck a runner
I spot the opps I'm a runner
I do the jog and I duck off
Joke 'cause the ends got lock aff
I crush the spliff in my hand
My girl keep the rizla in hands
I mix a cig with the dank
Build up a spliff and we crank
Give her a kiss and I thank
God every day
Thanks for my fam, ily
I try every day the best that I can, wait
[Verse 2]
Situations get irritating
Contemplating my 40 acres
Big yard, pet alligators
Power's in my heart so I'm chasing greatness
Barricade doors, avoiding bailiffs
Christen me just watch my trainers
Stereotype we belong in cages
Watch me, not a monkey
England, the Jumanji
And we hungry, had to cut up
Lunch meat cos it's costly, I'm the one
Not top 3 dons bun me violating
Watch T 'cause he's cocky
Everyday I clock peeps going north E on top
'Cause I'm ot, man are just sheep
Call your bo peeps, I'm bruce Lee
War for my mandem, war for my G's, ey
I need the whole of a litre
I hold the note like a reefer
Shoulda done show on blue peter, ah'
Skinny boy belly habina
Feds tried to serve a subpoena
So I just chill and play Fifa
Chief Wiggum tryna call me over
Too smart like Bart, got dough like Homer
No luck need a four leaf clover
In this rat race, cat case or what, over
Sour faced people get the cold shoulder
In the skoda like a range rover
Joy Rider cotching sober
Looking green I'm Yoda
Set reloader, mic controller
Made a look in the city
Rolling in a baby stroller
He's cold, I'm so much colder
Soldier, beat up your olders
We bust gun every day
You need to wipe your nose bruv
Loner, show you no love
Roll with my one for the roll cus
Mum, Cousin, Sis and my bros up
And my wall's truss
[Outro]
Murder
The shit that we do for our
The shit that we do for
The shit that we do for our
Murder
The shit that we
The shit that we
The shit that we do for
Ey
Nigel Farage, David Cameron in a mansion
Sniffing coke into my iPhone
What the fuck
What you saying with that [?], yeah
Hahaha
Barriba, señorita, mamasita
Murder was written by slowthai & Kwes Darko.
Murder was produced by Kwes Darko.