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Laps

Laps

(album: On Purpose, With Purpose - 2024)

[Moonchild Sanelly:]
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa

Ratata-ta-ta, grab a strap
That's a shotty, that's a .38, and that's a MAC
That's an opp? No, it's not, that's a pack
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (There he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (There he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
Flip mode, gymnast, acrobat
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (That's a lap)

[Ghetts:]
Done a boy dirty, now he's telling girls that we both know he's looking for Justin
Them boy there point fingers in court, they ain't looking for me, they're looking for justice
Look at the scoreboard, look at the numbers
Look at the .44, look at the dumpers
Look at the warlord, look how we come deh (Bad nuh bloodclart)
Big .45 carrier, let's see who's got stamina
W's only, I'm no-L Gallagher
That one there? Way too dirty, seen more prints than a hotel bannister
Slide round 'ere with the Maggie, my brother
GIIG on the bally, my brother
What have you done? You're just Malakai's runner
It's gonna be an alibi summer when I
Run man down, big .45 gun man down
Man dead before the body touch that ground
Fuck that, fuck guns, don't run that mouth
Man's 14 stone with a one bang now
Name should've been Karma, I come back round
Nowadays I'm calmer, I bun that down
If I'm going abroad, I'm suntan-bound
If I go in a Ford, it's one man down

[Moonchild Sanelly:]
Ratata-ta-ta, grab a strap
That's a shotty, that's a .38, and that's a MAC
That's an opp? No, it's not, that's a pack
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (There he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (There he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
Flip mode, gymnast, acrobat
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (That's a lap)

[Ghetts:]
Another MC get dash weh
The .38 spesh get slap weh
I just come out the dressed in black way
Where's my man's head? It went that way
I don't know about white-collar crime, what's white-collar crime? Man done it the black way
I turn man pack, turn man ashtray (Bad nuh bloodclart)
Hold on, wait, I swear that's my man
If my man's there, then where's his right hand?
I don't care about my man's right hand
Why's man's right hand there in his side bag?
Rambos twinning, Siamese sisters
Silencer from South East Asia, Chinese whispers
I know I said twins, but they might be triplets
I know I said sprint, man might see Linford
Quick off the mark
Turn on man, switch off an heart
Pull up, skrrr, skid off a car
Dig up a grave, bring up the past

[Moonchild Sanelly:]
Ratata-ta-ta, grab a strap
That's a shotty, that's a .38, and that's a MAC
That's an opp? No, it's not, that's a pack
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
Flip mode, gymnast, acrobat
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap

Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa

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