Daily Duppy [The Great British Dream]

(That's JoJo)
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They didn't think I'd go twice, I said, "Me neither"
The game died and these rap niggas need a leader
Sent in a drone with the heat seeker
Looks like the roads still hotter than a chicken tikka
But the game's lukewarm like a cheap freezer
Album mode and I'm the GBD releaser
GBH on my record, fuck a meat clever
I'm from Manny where they're calling man the beekeeper

When his leg got broke, he didn't have to ask
Turned up at the gaff before his leg was in a plaster cast
Knocked him and his teeth out and then I had to dash
I dread being locked up like I'm a Rasta man
Infamous one, raised in the '61
I'm in the gym, so there's no drink in my system
I think I'm him, in my garden, I built a fountain
He's not a king, he's a man that fell from a mountain
Not gonna lie, I was shook when he pulled the 'chete out
I really could've pissed my pants, but I was young, okay?
But on the cul-de-sac, I nearly wigged him with the axe
But that's how payback works in the slums, okay?
Even though I'm polite, I'm not signed
So I just pick up my pen and say what's on my mind
And I can't lie my dark side
I be thinking, "Chin him on the red carpet", my guy
There's a storm incoming, let me drop gear to third
Still can't believe that he thinks it's his bird
If she flew the nest and settled with another pigeon
Give her back to the streets, she's built for the curb
I got the bible on my back, scriptures written on my chest
They thought I was written off, they didn't know I'm blessed
I don't know how to rectify disrespect
I'm back on a rampage like a man possessed
I was on the call, I let them talk
When I heard the proposition, I had to pause
I said, "I'm in my prime, I'm on the ball"
If Floyd really wants to fight, I'll walk the walk
Get the contract ting or forgive me if I sin
I'm seeing vivid images of me breaking another chin
When they broke into mine, I could just see crown court in my mind
When it's on, there's no back peddling
Oh, I'm getting carried away, carried away
They came to the crib on smoke and got carried away
I've been single three years in the beginning of May
I'm a defiant one now, I feel like Jimmy and Dre
Studied the Mafia, how'd you think I got my name? I watched documentary after documentary
If a pussy hole brings up my wordplay, just tell him that my flows hot and cold like a peppermint tea
My flows hot and cold like a peppermint
God given me a second wind
I'm six foot, but psychologically a Nephilim
There's no Three Wise Men in the hood, the hood's never been like Bethlehem
You're look-, you're looking at the last of a dying breed
They can't send the twins for me, I'm not Siamese
Like I've not been studying my strategies
Like I'm not intelligent enough to see a thief
Like I don't hear all the whispers, there's envy on the block and it gets heated like the Philippines
They caught a man lackin', but they didn't have the wap
I really should've smashed him into smithereens
When he got out the can, he was full of beans
Put it on my toes in the cold, let me set the scene
Have you ever seen a road full of villains? There's a handful of killers in the criminal fraternity
When he was gettin' calls off the murder squad, I swear to God
I was askin' him if we could share the heat
He took me on a robbery, his mate started stabbin' up the guy, he nearly turned it to a murder scene
He was starin' at me in the club, but when I seen him in the bits
I ran him down, you should've heard the scream
I heard my uncle broke a man's back, so when I licked him with the bat
I was really tryna catch him clean
He gave my mate's mum a black eye, so I hit him with the hammer, lucky that she intervened
Hustle in my blood, I've got gangster in my genes
You know you're wrappin' up when you hear the screech
When you fall off, they'll try and suck your blood
But you can't hate the jungle, that's the nature of a leech
They said he made proper money in his day, but I still wonder if he's really chillin' on a beach
Do you reckon he'll forgive me for my sins? Tupac wondered if there was a heaven for a G
Who's that in the grass? Anacondas in the street
Move fast 'cause it could end up you instead of me
I'll come back for you, he said he's gone to get the blade, durag with a stab-proof underneath my tee
I'll come back for you, it was a KSI fight, who's that? Let me show man we're not scared of beef
Paranoia gets annoying when you're popping
They're not your friend, they wanna see you in a coffin
I have to keep it triple G like I'm Golovkin
Now I drop twenty in Amiri, that's a little bit of shopping

They didn't think I'd go twice, I said, "Me neither"
The game died and these rap niggas need a leader
Sent in a drone with the heat seeker
Looks like the roads still hotter than a chicken tikka
But the game's lukewarm like a cheap freezer
Album mode and I'm the GBD releaser
GBH on my record, fuck a meat clever
I'm from Manny, now they're calling man the beekeeper

Ayy
Fuckin' Bugzy Malone
Daily Duppy
'24
Year of the great British dream
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