No hope when I talk to the kids No advice, they just want draws on my spliff You can end up getting bored in the bits Thought that you was ready, now your boys wanna quit
Cos I'm at the front door, bangin' on the glass I got the skengman sat up in the car Raging bull, cause panic for your ma She probably knows (??) Rain on a man in my shower-man coat Cost four bills so I'm looking shower yats know Tell her come smoke with the best of the eastern Blessed can pretend nang on the road, but I hot em up A week later they shot him up Proper stuff They don't wanna acknowledge us What the fuck Now i'm Moving like a fugitive I'm on the run On the run But wha'd to that pussyole? Pussyole Now he's thinkin that he's fully road Pussy know shanked up, now you're hoody's soaked Hoody soaked Mum's crying on the radio Here we go, gotta let ya know it's dangerous On the roadside, killers wanna aim & bust Lord knows why, but he ain't saving us So I'm on a new ting, Max gone loose Now my man are are armed & dangerous Little pussy, I'm not a vibrator, tell me why you wanna play with us?
The east 's new generation came from us olders hatin', not wanting to see my name come up So I guess like it's everything before grime But I'm gonna blast through and rattle your jaw-side Compared to sheep than cattle the more time My phones (?) for the gal who wore diams
[Chorus] Yeah, I know you think you're live I know you think you're gully I see your crew, everywhere that I go, north to south, but you don't make money If I come through with the guys Everythings gonna get ugly I cook a man's pride Cos Maxsta's gully
Maxsta's gully (x15)
No hype I just sheen for the P's But I can wile out and leave your brain on the street In a world where racism's peak, white girls love grime, fuck racism B I ain't not politician But I probably could, because I'm on a mission Trying to change the world up, because I've got a vision Spitting flames I'll blaze up on a gully riddim It's the return of the cruddy villain
Everyday I come accross mans with nothing And man are seeing struggle and strife Nutters with knives Yatti's with prams Man are going sick with bangers & crumbs I might stroll to the car, & bangers & mash Now he's left the room, I'm banging his yat There ain't no love, no manners with max If I like my cousin's girl, I'm daggering that
So why'd I give a fuck about you blood? You been about, but you didn't really do much Two's who, don't hit em on my zoot cuz Rizla full of lemon, I roll fruits up Go and stand over there about group hug
In my shower-man jacket I'm a trooper Gotta stay close to a shooter Fi these cunts wanna rob me for my moolah I live a crazy life, I'm paranoid boy You best approach with caution, or avoid boy I'm a man that you can not boy boy MCs see me and make noise boy That makes me realise I'm a realer G Says a lot about you if you ain't feelin' me Teach ya girl alphabet, I'll give her D Then I gotta go sleep like z-z-zee, bad boy family, calm
[Chorus] Yeah, I know you think you're live I know you think you're gully I see your crew, everywhere that I go, north to south, but you don't make money If I come through with the guys Everything's gonna get ugly I cook a man's pride Cos Maxsta's gully
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