Plugged In Freestyle

[Intro]
SD, Plugged In
Fumez the Engineer
West Yorkshire stando
Yo

[Verse]
Grab your bally and let your strally rip
Knock it down a gear, lean back and grip
Ford comes hot from a Nor' Wessy sticks
An' my rhyme scheme's sick, I'm an active kid
I rob Bapes, cop sticks, serve nicks, shook strips
And if my eyesight's locked to a bitch I won't miss
I'ma buss' and dip
Kickin' off doors off estate for your crops then we chip
Plated up dingers for that shit
Active kids, yeah we walk what we talk, no lip
I remove off doors with a big kick
Tie up all your stash and make a quick flip
In other words make a quick lick
In other words you can't do shit
And Fumez called me down for the Plugged In
I couldn't say no so I jumped in
Fat boy run his fat chops
So I stepped back and slumped him
One bang dumped him, boom
[?], Kenny, PJ and Biggz, yeah we're active
Plodded on estate but we're packin' beefs
Slide up we get it crackin', TEC-9's slappin'
I be active in ends I got heat, doin' circles
Lappin', endin' man, hyped on the phone
You're a joke I just kick back laughin'
And yeah I fucked up my phone
Twenty lads that's slackin'
But I'll come up off music
I stay loyal to my boys, don't abuse it
We raid [?] it's the life that we live, I didn't choose it
I stepped on road now my clothes exclusive
Type on road and you still get muted
I don't roll on my ones I'm not stupid
I got my sides boxed off like Rubix
Me and Kizza doin' laps round local
If a dingy hypes then we'll toast 'em
We plan moves on the D-low
Yack mans packs phones and the kilos, put it all out
And I still ring my plug like "Where is my reload?"
And yeah I'm posted local
Graftin', started as a peddle bike
Yo it was a mad ting
Started skippin' school, gettin' racks in
And then I 'come the face of my bit in my ends
Stage smart, set trends, fifteen, sideways around them bends
And fam I'm not a rude boy mush, I'm a charva
I'm comin' up on road real loud and fast, like a .45 blast
I don't give a fuck about my past
I been jail, lost my kid, been slashed
Man my music's airborne suttin' like an aircraft
Too, too blessed to be stressed, in myself I invest
I kinda separated myself from the rest, I get rated
Fans from the North, from the East, to the South, to the West
I'm a active kid
I live what I chat and if you run or get slapped
You ain't gettin' it back
I live by the code fam I'm far from a rat
I set trends in the ends, far from a cat

[Outro]
Baow
Fumez the Engineer