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Sally Jackson - Mr Skeng lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Hook]
Call me gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout and a dickhead crew
Getting ga**ed up by your dickhead friends

[Verse 1]
It's like dem man woke up pissed again
If I buck these pricks again
I got goons and you got goons
But the difference is your sh** pretends
My n***as don't talk or rap
No, my n***as don't talk or clash
No, my n***as don't talk they mash
f** boys, man are you talking smack?
They said Stormzy can't be the king of grime
Cuh he can't do radio sets
Let's be real, rudeboy
I would light up a radio set
Like, really, I can't stand these f**ing pricks
I don't care about your f**ing whip
Mum, if you're listening, close your ears
But tell them paigons s** my dick
I've had enough of them, they all piss me off
Had one chance they missed the shot
I link up Flipz, then we burn your bridge
Then we laugh about it and split the prof

[Hook]
Call me gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout and a dickhead crew
Getting ga**ed up by your dickhead friends

[Verse 2]
I think I just got dissed again
Think I care who this offends
Run up on man like Bale with a-
Slap that through your sh** defense
And I can still get a box imported
Said don't worry about the beef it's sorted
My man said he's a real gun shooter
Then my brother said rah, that's awkward
My mans never been bad that's bullsh**
Two weeks in the top ten, who called it?
Christmas, I went to war with the corporates
Like big ups the ones that caught it
I do rap, then I do grime
Then I do rap, then I sing and I roll right back
They said you ain't gonna blow like that
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Who gives a f**? You know like that
Ice in my cup come cold like that
Woah, we ain't even close like that
You know my style, know my stats
Don't talk bad if you don't talk facts
If I sign now, what's the buyout clause?
One top ten, five sold out tours
Might fling a mixtape out when I'm bored
My life's okay, how about yours?
Brother, I'm good, I stay with the lord
Bible carrier, that's my sword
Matthew 12, so I don't talk
John 19's why I never got caught

[Hook]
Call me gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout and a dickhead crew
Getting ga**ed up by your dickhead friends

[Verse 3]
Back now damn I've missed the pen
Had one shot you missed the pen
Bad man yutes, with their bad man ways
What they wish for me, I don't wish for them
I don't pay them fools, never been told
Robbing phones outside Elliott School
Let me get a little bit of Henny, I'm cool
Many have come but many did fall away
What? You thought I was the one?
I was fourteen trying to buy me a gun
Most n***as doing what I did back then
So, now I thank god for the guy I've become

[Hook]
That's gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout and a dickhead crew
Getting ga**ed up by your dickhead friends
Yeah, it's gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout and a dickhead crew
Getting ga**ed up by your dickhead friends

[Outro]
Yeah it's gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Yeah, it's gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
Gunshot Michael, Mr Skeng
You had one shot and you missed the pen, and that's
Flex, aye

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