作词 : Andy Nicholson/Justin Clarke Samuel/Cameron Palmer 作曲 : Andy Nicholson/Justin Clarke Samuel/Cameron Palmer 编曲 : Swindle Been there, done that No talk, done chat Came here, one man Three gyal Four car One yard I love that Twenty-three one want jump man Like my enemies she want come back Eastside all day The young G's ride, No Face Skeng blast, M charge Three Five in that court case Biscuits of witness in my district No man no short of cake
And then all the way, they orchestrate On the corner bait Where the prostitutes wait to fornicate While they watch the news And are fooled by it Deep thoughts can resort in a tortured brain I'm from the school of hard knocks you man weren’t school the same Don't Run the (D) MC Don't walk this way Too many flows i can alternate Chapter one verse forty eight
Drill work Thrill work Sound like drill work Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East Ham
Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work
Left turn, right turn Straight up, divert Mind games You don't know how my mind works Mind your business, I mind mine It’s a minefield in my world
Ice cube and no geri-curl Who do I like? Every girl I had Sue on my side, but she dead herself Ruined the vibe, now im with someone else Head over heels or underwhelmed Flow check Ain' outta my zone yet Rate them gyal (gov)1:46 again for giving themselves the homewreck I will be there Where? Right over here In an expensive creps, doing cold steps
Drill work Thrill work Sound like drill work Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East ham
Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work
Gun shots, nothing but gunshots The ends are in beef No surprise when someone drops Brothers in the field I don’t mean Wireless or Lovebox There’s no battle raps when it jumps off
Gun shots, nothing but gunshots The ends are in beef No surprise when someone drops Brothers in the field I don’t mean Wireless or Lovebox There’s no battle raps when it jumps off
作词 : Andy Nicholson/Justin Clarke Samuel/Cameron Palmer 作曲 : Andy Nicholson/Justin Clarke Samuel/Cameron Palmer 编曲 : Swindle Been there, done that No talk, done chat Came here, one man Three gyal Four car One yard I love that Twenty-three one want jump man Like my enemies she want come back Eastside all day The young G's ride, No Face Skeng blast, M charge Three Five in that court case Biscuits of witness in my district No man no short of cake
And then all the way, they orchestrate On the corner bait Where the prostitutes wait to fornicate While they watch the news And are fooled by it Deep thoughts can resort in a tortured brain I'm from the school of hard knocks you man weren’t school the same Don't Run the (D) MC Don't walk this way Too many flows i can alternate Chapter one verse forty eight
Drill work Thrill work Sound like drill work Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East Ham
Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work
Left turn, right turn Straight up, divert Mind games You don't know how my mind works Mind your business, I mind mine It’s a minefield in my world
Ice cube and no geri-curl Who do I like? Every girl I had Sue on my side, but she dead herself Ruined the vibe, now im with someone else Head over heels or underwhelmed Flow check Ain' outta my zone yet Rate them gyal (gov)1:46 again for giving themselves the homewreck I will be there Where? Right over here In an expensive creps, doing cold steps
Drill work Thrill work Sound like drill work Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East ham
Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work
Gun shots, nothing but gunshots The ends are in beef No surprise when someone drops Brothers in the field I don’t mean Wireless or Lovebox There’s no battle raps when it jumps off
Gun shots, nothing but gunshots The ends are in beef No surprise when someone drops Brothers in the field I don’t mean Wireless or Lovebox There’s no battle raps when it jumps off
