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  • Текст песни Wiley - Alla Dem

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    (Kill alla dem) Everybody dead
    Yes, you're all pricks 'cause I heard what everybody said
    I don't care where anybody went
    I won't reply if just a likkle 'anybody' sent
    (Kill alla, kill alla, kill alla dem)
    You weren't even doing it
    Where's the real ones? 'Cause you only got a clue on it
    Enough of you man just sound shit
    Like I'm meant to care for you and I all I gotta hear is air for you
    (Kill alla, kill alla dem)
    Mind your biz
    You don't, you lose and then you gotta find your shit
    Everybody knows the truth but they're hiding it
    I jump out like, "Yes, I designed this shit"
    (Kill alla dem)
    That's why I do it for fun
    I do Vodka, Sprite, and fruit punch with rum
    I tell bumbaholes, "Go suck your mum"
    I tell your mum be quiet while I merk the son
    Kill alla, kill alla, kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla, kill alla, kill alla dem
    Everybody dead out
    You ain't done any radio hours, better get out
    Everybody dead when I step out, I tell a boy "step out the way"
    Right now I'm the best out
    (Kill alla, kill alla, kill alla dem)
    Brap, your crew can't test out, hear that we're set
    If a man try and step into me and get lairy
    I can't start singing in bars, what's up next?
    (Kill alla, kill alla dem)
    Ayy, brap, my bro, that's dead
    Nobody cares what you're saying or said
    And we don't care about the books you read
    But everybody care about the hook I said
    (Kill alla dem)
    My bro, it's grime, gotta tell many for the millionth time
    When you see me doing a drop, well it's a sign
    The scene's ours but these bars are mine
    Kill alla, kill alla, kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla, kill alla
    I got bars
    I got beats
    My beat's stinking like cheesy feet
    I'm the coldest spitter you'll ever meet
    And I know it's all action 'cause talk is cheap
    Listen, I got a talent, yes, I can repeat
    I'm a repeater, past my receipt
    I spend money like I'm a paper freak
    Cuh I got the blue Rizz', now come on take a sheet
    You take the piss and I'ma take the P
    I don't keep any yes-man around me
    I don't wanna be breaded, I'm already a G
    You looking for the character, I'm already a me
    Wanna open doors but I'm already a key
    I had the land sussed out, bro, I'm already the sea
    It's true, I'm ready to merk spitters for free
    I did a whole circuit on my ones, it's just me
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla dem
    Kill alla, kill alla
    Kill alla, kill alla, kill alla dem
    Kill alla, kill alla dem

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