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D Double E is back on the famous steps of Jammers basement with production from the big man Sir Spyro and to celebrate 20 years of Rsky Roadz the man himself Roony brought his camera out to capture this special moment. Stream & Download NOW https://orcd.co/lyricsgalore “LYRICS GALORE” My niggas dem are armed to the teeth ready for the beef if your really wanna see your bredrin get decease Draw the piece from underneath the fleece Turn his head piece in to a 3 piece Pure niggas on the road they don’t wanna piece Don’t really wanna go through all the grief what you can’t get touch is that your belief Man man den specialise beef Which bredrin gonna back your beef Four different manna gotta a piece to your cheek Cause what you belief in you gotta cheek and because of that a man will mek you look weak Inside or outside on the street You don’t wanna buck up with the wrong breh this week left with a lump on your head like haaziq And you’ll be good food for man dem to eat Smash lash head up on the dash leave a phat gash take your stash of cash next time don’t act flash and make me get mad “Draw for the mash Think your a big boy cause you got a tash Bulllets will catch your face like a rash When I draw for the mash in a flash Make everybody squatter like rave got gassed Come out if nowhere like a car crash Life get taken away like trash When it come to the mash Standard gotta get a mash To many haters are looking to lash my stash of cash cause there broke and brass Stressed smoking ash Add to that they ain’t got know gash so they put in gloves and bash Lucky I didnt pull out the Bucky when I saw you yamming in Kentucky Normally I go on fuckery Leave your t shirt kinda of mucky Mana are Lucky I didnt pull out the Bucky when I saw you yamming in Kentucky Normally I go on fuckery Leave your t shirt kinda of mucky It’s overly warm The heat keeps man overly warm Inner war Man Will overly swarm In the night time with a couple nines and a sawed Don’t watch me rude boy watch porn Don’t wanna see your jewellery get pawned In front of your wifey and the new born Don’t wanna get laid out on the lawn Get found in the morn If he’s next on the list it’s warm Stay in your yard with your curtains drawn Cause you never know when the man dem are gonna storm Just know that the man dem never inform Man don’t pet police uniform If you got the horse power we got unicorn So stay on your toes like corn I warn I’m behind you over there can’t see me I see you clear I prepare to leave you severe in intensive care Lack to hear as I stair and glare behind your ear Waiting for the right time to appear then disappear in to thin air phone one breh make sure the get away car is there It’s me again mess with me again and I’ll put your life to a end You’ll end up in the river like dirty den Draw for the skeng for you and your friend So I recommend you and your friend should think again because I see you in the ends again This time it might really end If you knew how many snakes there were you would trust no one That’s why I hear no one fear no one Who can I trust I know the snake don’t wanna see me bust but it’s a must that I bust trust Snake wanna hold me back The force is to much you can’t hold me back 8 shots to your back now who can you back you can’t back no one your just a idiot boy bred friend with everyone As for the rats get caught in rats trap Get capped in your baseball cap Ak spread out your head like a map Watch your life disappear like zap theres gonna be no come back carry on chatting crap behind my back Cause what goes around will surely come back again Ddouble imma rep to the end