Rumble Reload

Part 1
[Intro]
Ayo EH, sauce it up
[Verse 1: DT, C1]
Nuttin like Caine when the waps get raisen
He got dipped like he had no papers
He got bun, started Harlem shaking, It's mad
I still had stains on my stainless
Hands in the air like a white girl raving (Woi-oi)
Took shots, now he's white girl wasted (Woi-oi)
We had all guns blazing
Rubbed out cah the mandem erased him (Boy)
I had me a vision like That's So Raven
He got a ching, but he weren't no Asian (Ying it, ying it)
Put his face on the papers
It's blatant, we made your dead friend famous
Fеderal nightmares, scared of thе bacon
When I hear sirens, my heart beats racing (Fuck)
Free the guys on the wing [?] or they're using a makeshift
(LT)
[Verse 2: C1]
Listen-Listen up
Nut
Nut's pissed cah' Perm's in the mud
Axel's pissed cah' Timmy turnt skunk
CRose pissed cah' Skeng turnt Runtz


[Reload]
[Verse 2: C1]
Listen-Listen-Listen-Listen up
Nut
Nut's pissed cah' Perm's in the mud
Axel's pissed cah' Timmy turnt skunk
CRose pissed cah' Skeng turnt Runtz (Uh, oh)
It's sad, it's fucked
I don't know about them but I know about us
PTSD getting spun by govs
We scream out ''Yeah'' and we scream out ''Love'' (Yeah)
I was with G4, corn got flung
Solomon died and his older's rubbed
(Ha Ha)
Stegz got done, he was catty for russ'
Revenge is a must but nuttin' for Stuttz (No)
Out on the Hill but the opps don't come (Nope)
Foot got cooked, he was outside drunk (Baow)
They ain't done shit since 4+1
[Verse 3: DT]
Try roll on the gang, let it spray like Lynx (Lynx)
Mind out, lights out on the blicks
Still ride out with the bine out on the whip
Can't lie down, take the bine out of your skin (Damn)
He got hit with a twitch, got knifed down
Then he signed out like a glitch
Got Strikes down, made him slide out of the pitch
Press the nine three times, we ain't calling the pigs (Boi-boi)


[Verse 4: C1]
We should've never went to the B
But it's cool, PJ still fucked as we speak (Hah)
.44 corn coming like JB
I ain't gotta talk, I ain't gotta preach (Safe)
What you gonna do when them four wheels screech?
When them back doors pop you best run like Neenz (Skrr)
Ever seen a G17 with a beam? (Brrr)
What's it like on the losing team?
Ask LB, RB got done times three
Konez got smoked like Craze and Squeeze
The whole block got shot, it weren't by JV (LT)
Ying it, rip up a Nike Tech fleece, air up bine, then dab from the scene
Another one dropped, unlimited dreams
They're all tired of the shotgun sneeze (Bap, bap)
[Verse 5: DT]
I know the opps can't fathom (No)
We make it clap in Clapham
Bro backed it, tapped it, slapped it
Blaine took flight like Aladdin (Boy)
They're throwing up C's 'cah it's cars they're crashing
They throw W's cause their blocks full of wankers (Wet wipes)
Like Muhammad Ali, bine stings like a bee, when the corn starts banging (Boy)
[Verse 6: C1]
I smoke Wormo straight to the dome
Creep up gang like Slim did
Fans wanna stop for the snaps and pictures
Jailhouse, I had my name on the gym list (Lol)
I don't know nuttin' bout ropes
I don't know what he thought, but it's not what he hoped (Safe)
Bally up, ready up, let's roll (Let's go)
What a goal and assist by Konez (Ha)
Shegy
Sounds


Part 2
[Intro]
Scary
Made
This
Cold
[Verse 1: C1]
A new opp pack just landed (Landed)
I ain't smoking Solly or Reckless (No)
The opps don't give no verbal, cause they got Stompz's face on a pendant (Uh Oh)
Minet Road don't know about vengeance
They ain't done no shit since Glendon (Ooo)
The RS4 sounds dirty, but it ain't better than a Lambo engine
We was outside tryna let shit fly (Bow)
Them man still aim at the sky (Safe)
TSC on the wing no skittles, head back fried on exercise
My nigga DRose never let shit slide (Nope)
Back then it was a bruck down Tife (Bine)
I ain't really into the hyping, I don't walk round with bendy knives
Rude boy you ain't ever had to burn no garms
The scoreboard's nuts, why you think all of them man there got scars (Ying it)
Used to jump out of bruck down cars
Now I'm with S, I'm cruising fast (Cruise)
Done standard, and I rid basic I already know I won't get enhance (No, no)
Only got one chance
SO labours had an agenda (Uh)
I love playing with fire like N-Dubz (Live)
Original Tulse Hill member, you ain't gotta ask me if i'm live
Dilz got fried and diced, they jumped on snap and denied their guy (Why?)
I don't wanna air no Lyca, see them make snaps on Larkhall Rise
[Verse 2: DT]
My man got bined but man didn't die (Boy)
Got my hand on my knife, I ain't tryna get life when I jump in the ride
Got a pump and a knife, let it pump for the vibe
And the opps might slide, but that's once in a life (Love)
Free the guys inside, and my opps got scars like the ones from the tribe
He got a shitbag, so he can't digest (Ha)
We got beats like Sports Direct
Don't chat to the feds and we can't dialect (Nope)
Might be a four door if we can't find peds
Hide and Seek cah we can't find them (Love)
He got shot and denied, that's neglect
Had her on my shank when I ripped his flesh
Go check the Gazette but they lie for the net
How many got slapped on the hospital bed? (How many?)
I ain't tryna hear what [?] says (No)
Wapo got slapped on the bench
When Rose got kweffed couldn't use his legs, but PJ did cah them boy did jet (Dickhead)
Dilz, he got smoked like a blem (Boy)
Stegz, he got smoked like a blem (Boy)
Reckz, he got smoked like a blem, I ain't tryna vex them so on to the next
[Outro]
Shegy
Sounds
(Scary
Made
This
Cold)