Doomsday

: Rose
Are you really on beef my son
Are you really tryna get a boy bun
Got my rammy on me like Swift tryna hit a mans lung
Numerous dippings, mummy’s kitchen
Miss and I bet you know what Avenue done
Bro came through with a rusty one
Tryna leave mans face look hideous
Then he came through with twin rambos
They was lookin like Ferb and Phineas
Like beefing them man’s boring
How many times have I been to your block just touring
Bro got a hole in 1 and he dash
Then he came back really tryna get more in
And man love talk bout filds
They ain’t ever been out on th astro
Trapboy man step on the pave with food
And I move that shit in the backroad
Like who got licked in the back tho
How many gyal gave uck in the bando
It’s peak if bro turn Samurai Jack
It’s unlimited ching for a man go
And man put food on my board no wake
And I bun that shit like Django
Remmy got sent OT
Now he’s international like Gabriel Sango
: Tee
Not really into the beef ting
All my life I care about p’s
But these man love talk and then dashing
Then they come and send for the B
Lemme not even talk about (shh)
He ain’t ever out on the streets
Then you claim that you do drillings
You don’t even start for your team
Zero goals this season
But you always seem to get touched
You got caught slipping in ends
Then you claim that you’re on lunch
Tryna move like a civilian
We know you ain’t really on us
Lemme not even talk about Laytown
That’s already patterned by Chuks
(My bro)
These fucking neeks still blazing
Face it, back your mash and start shaving
Paigons, moving like yous are naked
On my mums you can’t even aim it
Don’t ever chat in the B
Cause you love hopping the station
Young girly heard my name was Tee
So she licked my balls so amazing
Tell her check the score then she gotta do the team
K32 divided by 2
Minus 1 that’s D15
Hit her from the back
And then she gives hat
Said bitch you better lick this clean
Chat shit, you get splashed quick
And then you’re nowhere to be seen
I don’t like all the talk on the net
But you know all the opp boys rate it
Dip man down, my rambz it flick
Lean and jab like Deonte Davis
These pussios keep faking
Then you’re slapped around like Eoin Eamonn
Get mashed up like your older
Left him lying in the pavement
Caught man lacking in school
Had his t-shirt looking like wine
I ain’t gotta chat too loose
Cause you know that it was done by AV9
Opp get a now she’s asking man
How the dick so nice
I wanna go tour on the opp block
Boy you know man gotta hit that twice
If yous grip and ride, then we grip and shoot
If you wan' make the opp boys hide
I bell up BP and Moskii too
You know that we ride for the gang
But most your man love to pick and choose
Diligent step on the aunties son, and
Diligent step on the paigon yute
: Rose
They love to show batty batty they run
Show me your chest I don’t wanna see bum
Told bro come that there might be opps
By the time he came they was already gone
I swear that (shh-shh) got dropped
Juice all over the place like rum
All of the opps love talk on the net
Can’t wait till the day that they all get bun
About bang on who
How you gon' gas up your gang for failure
If they come round on the beef ting
Send man off in a ship like sailor
And bro bro said he need teeth
Not the teeth that you get on a sabre
And 3 shanks up in a rave got 2 for now
Saving one for later
Have you ever seen bro go cray'
Crazy-cray' like a pissed off horse
Outstraight can leave man corpse
3 bang in the chest and feel no remorse
Man know ‘bout bro TSav
He’s way too sav' like Y. JSav
Y.J's the youngest in charge
Better do what he says
Or you could get stabbed
: Tee
Come to the ends you know you get beaten
Back up a skeng because you will need it
Bring all your friends you know they ain’t leavin'
Deep this till' your keep it seal it
Joke around we don’t need it
Yeet it sell it off to the B Side demons
Have the 24 screamin'
And have the 24 leanin'
: Rose
Bang to the face till a man see less
I’m with BS in a gorgeous ride
That 125 it skid round there to your block
But you weren’t on piss you lied
How many times we rid, you hid
That could’ve been more than a gorgeous night
True say I could’ve backed my ramb
But I fell in love with a baby 9
If I touch man up with my fangs
You better be gassed cah that’s my baby
Told bro that I gotta be back by 10
I need to show love to my lady
How many times have we stepped on a random
With no intent to get raid-y
Told lil' bro don’t lack
Now he just rolled with Jack and Amy
: Tee
Who, who, milly rockin' on you, you
Got a shank on my hip and mash work and dip
And ride for my crew, crew
Brown and peng a ten out of ten
She lookin' all cute, cute
She backs out a skeng and gives head instead
Wallahi that’s true, true
A million clips no reload
I bang goals no zeros
Don’t move grams or sell am
But my young g’s move kilos
My opps call me a bastard
To me I treat them like heroes
I make their life a disaster
But it helped me show my true ego