The Voice UK

Bill Downs

Score: 2
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Played: 53

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Beggin
Drunk
She said
Better days
Around this town

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Part 1 [Intro: Kenny Allstar] MKThePlug One time for MkThePlug Mika gave me this one Mika, wagwarn? It's Kenny Allstar, the voice of the streets When I speak the streets listen And I'm gonna go over to the east side of that river Link up with my guy KO in Homerton Easy link ups, this is Mad About Bars season 3, let's roll [Verse 1: KO] They talkin' about verbal These kids that fuck with the opps say they ain't involved But they wanna give bird calls Them man dash and jump from gang Them man athletes, should've done hurdles I was with my driller S in a dinger Gloved up with intentions to burgle I gotta get bread to survive I've picked up packs with intent to supply What do you know 'bout eager? Stain the crop early so you gotta wait 'til it's dry What do you know 'bout fever? Pigeon in a car, tell him bang it where they're holdin' a vibes And them man come like Bieber Ain't tryna hear a sorry when we're goin' on a glide And how many times have we stepped on a random Had no intention to ride? You can come to the 9, this is real life gangland You ain't gotta watch Channel 5 And them man beat off blanks Hashtag the corn in your gun ain't live And you ain't gotta be no tramp Work, do ethics, stains or grind Tell my young boy, fuck if you're friends from school If they're opps, best burn that bridge What you know 'bout opps backin' straps Not sure if it's real so you tell him to give it a ring What you know 'bout glides with a car full of drillers And no one ain't sayin' a thing? Come back, have bro complain I could never catch them 'cah them boys too quick Whenever I'm smokin' it's lemon, not cheese And them man are grindin' to stunt on girls Them boy are some different breeds Gave a cat some pebs The light come ments, you might need different B They like the way that I rap Said the flow come mad, "K, your ting set differently" What you know 'bout wantin' to grind But bro wanna ride and he's askin' persistently? And how many times have we stepped them sides? Done showed them consistency That boy got cheffed, weren't me, weren't us They watchin' suspiciously I mash work, don't claim, ain't afraid Just don't want publicity If you're hurt 'cah you're chillin' 'round them Then don't expect any sympathy I won't let him explain, just do him 'Cause he'll just lie convincingly And my man's on with his friends But what is he on specifically? And them man step 'cah they're told to When I'm ridin', it's willingly Man done cars and moped glides If needs be, I'll grab that pedals All they do is cut through the ends in new shaped whips And leave with mashed down rentals Man's just runnin' down mugs, pushin' out grub Hungry? I'll lick me a kettle More time I got mine so if I see 'em punks No, I ain't tryna wrestle [Bridge: Kenny Allstar] But KO, real talk I tell these niggas time and time again You either do this live on the net or do it live on the streets MKThePlug You take your pick Mika gave me this one Jheeez [Verse 2: KO] They on the net just talkin' it tough The Sammy got length Bro just step same way like he's needin' a crutch The beef gets cold it, man's heatin' it up The trap goes slow, man's speedin' it up I hate when I lack 'cah I don't wanna leave it to luck For the snitch and a snake We're sendin' 'em off, somebody get me a ref The beef goes dead, man's cookin' it up like chefs And you ain't never stepped out ten toes Got to their block, seen feds We were tryna do it like Rico Push them things around necks Or we'll do it like J Trunks Push them things around chests I'm so vexed, a boy got poked, got poked But I wish it was a opp instead Tryna get me a toy that talks, a toy that talks This toy ain't nuttin' like Ted Never been one for the rules, not one for the rules Never done what Simon said If feds try pull me over I'm out of the booth, I'll tell them a lie Bro said that he's on that yute I'm on him too, I ain't gotta ask why Man know that my loyalty's tied And how many man from your team are original? How many man switched sides? If the guys wan' glide then you know I'm gonna slide Hate man you gotta pressure to ride Me and V hop out on sight Man United like Andy and Dwight Mad excited, anyhow it's that time Roll on opps and shake down blocks, we've been on crime Me and bro pull up on peds Them boys just jet, it was worth the try Part 2 [Intro: Kenny Allstar] So that's what it's all about, uniting the streets Mika gave me this one Giving you the hottest drill freestyles, undisputed K-K-K-Kenny Allstar Okay Simpz, Simpz So it's been eagerly anticipated, KO We gotta hit them with two Introducing the streets to someone new It's what I do This shits ments, this shits ments [Verse 1: KO] This shit's ments Them boys got jewels but them boy there gems Man just run from sirens Not when they fire, they ran off and left their skeng Left their sweet ones, split with men It don't make sense That's like not activatin' on paigons But then activatin' on friends Up in cunch, dressed to blend Serve them pebs and duck them feds Same way on the ends But still back cheffs if I'm buckin' opps But I ain't tryna buck no cops That's fingerprints and cotton swabs My bro's got keys, no fobs He breaks them down and gets them gone Pack that car up, we're causin' mayhem If I jump out the ride on a yute over them sides I don't wanna hear what he's sayin' The ambulance is gon' take him The hopistal's where he's bakin' If you ain't involved and you're chillin' with them It's yourself that you're playin' When man roll on them you'll get caught up in it The Rambo's short like midgets Have really been on them rides, numerous times Really tryna leave man spinach, turn man cabbage I'll serve that cat if he's got pounds I couldn't give a toss if he's talkin' my language He gives me bread then I'll manage I'd rather be with it than not And how many times have we caught man lackin'? Like, did you forget you had opps? And I'm from E9, not N19 But we still get busy on blocks Remember that day, see opps in the whip We made 'em car dash like Rob It's deffo 'cah we steppin' on violence That the Trident wanna lock my squad The work-rate gets tirin' But we ridin', really tryna turn man off We really tryna push things through Bro wan' step then I'm ridin' too I was vex with my boy, we were creepin' on 'em He shouted and then they blew What you know about beef? See an opp back streets, jump out, start movin' all loose And how many times have I been back seat Car full, just weapons and goons? There's hella fake kweffings How many more are they gonna do? We're still runnin' them down If one of them falls, you'll see on the news If we're talkin' facts I just wanna bake, make cash But if we're drawn out, I'm hittin' flats They can't come here and we don't go back They must've got it twist like plaits That girl dead She think she a Barbie, more like Bratz I told him wait, but he just wanna skate He's creasin' his Air Ones, should've wore Vans I remember that day Went to an estate, hopped out and everyone ran Might be up in their bits while they're tryna bill spliffs You want smoke? Should've went 'Dam You can have it all, certainly Niners pull up, we cancellin' plans And man really out on the pave' I ain't got time for the nonsense More time if we hear that you're there Then we're comin' and you know we're bringin' a problem I'm touchin' these kids I don't give a damn, no Johnson Man pull up in their strips, run or get hurt I'm givin' 'em options I can't wait 'til the mandem free I wanna lick a kilo like I punched up Keemz Stick to the G code, get nicked, don't speak If they roll up and it gets peak, don't freeze Them boys fans of me, this is awkward beef Man know trappers, fraudsters, thieves But opps, it's Rambo's leavin' sleeves Out of case and into Tees Get rid of green, white and B What you know 'bout grindin'? Walkin' until you barely feel your feet? What you know 'bout the stress of havin' a swamz But ain't got links for the sweets? But if that's how it gets, I'm grabbin' my nank Same way man step on streets