The Cold Room - S2-E7

[Intro]
Sebz Beats, baby
Ayy-ayy-ayo, Tefo made this one
Armed feds had us on smash, but bro's doin' chat, tryna get man slapped
I ain't movin' an inch, he knows man's black
The gunman's white, they say we attack
Done time in jail, came out the can, metal on my arm, went into soldier's back
Ayy, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold

[Verse]
Armed feds had us on smash, but bro's doin' chat, tryna get man slapped
I ain't movin' an inch, he knows man's black
The gunman's white, they'll say we attack
Done time in jail, came out the can, metal on my arm, went into soldier's back
He got yinged in his eye on my yank, he still can see, had to learn from that
Pull it to knee, my dirty slag, she's a rusty ol' dot and she rasses fags
He got bagged for the M like Kelly, unlike her, he ain't bust that pack
Couldn't sit down, first time in OT, spent two weeks and my arse finna cramp
Now-now-now, I make P's in multiple ways since I elevated from a boy to a man
Free-free-free M, he told me decisions I make gon' make me an earnin'
I was wearin' the football kit at the county, I couldn't get clocked by the undies lurkin'
Gyal act perfect, best-best know how to fuck, I don't fuck no virgins
And I told her my yardman wanna insert it, I'm mashin' that out till them legs dem curlin'
Three R's, two times we stepped in their yard and a man got cut up
I shanked my man in his face, and I'm lookin' at bro like, "What's that, another?"
How-how-how can you say you're on man? When you got bine, you just melt like butter
I asked PM, "Where's he from?", I said, "I don't know, I just heard him stutter"
You don't want problems, my temper's bad, I don't care about my conscience
Who shot him? Stop him, drop him, juice him up and he'll turn Joe Swanson
That day was poppin', civilians clocked it, blood on my clothes, still boppin'
My niggas do smash and grab, so best mind out when they're window shoppin'
His pad got flipped, so he plugged it, plugged it, he lost that pack when he flushed it
On the real side, got busted, it's in the jail house, you get tongue with a bust lip
We told him we got him, a hunnid, a hunnid, in the end, we still in the rush dem
I don't do Kony, you're buzzin', you're buzzin', you best come through with the fundin'
I step with shift-shift hunna O shifty
Had my chest held high on the landin', had in my plug and I'm strile like Tenchi
I went 'round there with Sav, we bucked into **** and said, "Yo, did you miss me?"
He would've took one to the chest, but he still held 6 or 7 like Dimzy, held 6 or 7 like Dimzy
GoGetBusy don't do no chattins
Ev-Ev-everyone said I had talent, they still got shot when I started rappin'
I got a codeword for my gyal, only way we understand it 'cah it's in Spanish
I was on the wing with trappers and killers, from Milton Keynes, I was a savage
It was servery stuck on my plate, now, it's lobster and steak, back to livin' lavish
Could get givin' pop on the visit, but then they banned it 'cah man brought packs in
I was on tag then I was on the run
Then I went jail, it's all just a mad ting
GTK, I'm an OT bandit
Why lie? I don't do no cappin'

[Outro]
Ayy-ayy-ayo, Tefo made this one
Sebz Beats, baby