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Daggo Mentality Lyrics[Intro]
Come like Britney Spears and get speared in the head with the peow, it's not a joke
Original frontier [?], brush teeth, skin teeth, kick all teeth, bloodkleet, yo
Na-na-na-na-nay
(Yay-yay-yay, yay-yay-yay, yay-yay)
Yeah
(Yay-yay-yay, yay-yay-yay, yay-yay)
Excessive amount of love go out to my man Lewis Parker
[?], seen
Everything is fresh and nice, seen
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm live-o, fuck a five-o, flex like Fernando
I'm walking down dark roads with dagarts and jankrows
Negroes with no code like double O, this code here
Blow like Satchmo, off-load like McEnroe
Turn rappers back on road, hold the zip code
My brains overload like boats flooded with info
Maniacs running on road shotting like Rambo
Running out of ammo, these times are parrowmadics
Addicts get jooked with a steal rusty ratchet
There's man cocking gadgets to pierce your puffer jacket
Disconnect the mainframe, my mindstate is metric
Fake don't segregate
Burst the barricades and escape out the cages
Hatred is contagious when contained in small spaces
Suffocate my pain, keep it contained within the pages
It's less dangerous, channel my chi into changes
It takes ages
That's eight stages (Eight stages) of 36 Chambers (Yeah, yeah)
"Protect Ya Neck", your next of kin and next door neighbours
Come next year, I'm killing fassios for wages
Bare faced, we faced with fear on a daily basis (Yeah)
Sloshers on my case while eradication raid my Bill Gates
Ricochet Klashnekoff (Uh-huh), rip through your rag and bone
Penetrate your steel plate (Yeah, yeah), contemplate
We ain't got nothing to conversate
Snakes can't fuck while convicts plan the great escape, this world's full of hate
But I moderate my intake like karma, the saga
Continues to circulate like Circle 33
Arms house and don't accommodate
Spit cyanide, one double 0, concentrate (Concentrate, concentrate)
east maze metropolis
Filled to the brim with metro police officers
Man popping man for popularity, insanity, can it be
Things were all so simple back in '93?
Now it's pure tragedy
These daggo days dragging me, deeper into agony
Animating anarchy, my attitude is aggy
Man attack me like Apache, coppers tryna catch me
Counteract like Obayashi
You move like a cockroach and your whole flex is fassy you pussyhole
My flows sharp, cut your throat
Spit killer quotes then I'm ghost on the outro
My eyes glow, glistening like nitro, lock, stock and two smoking rifle
Klashnekoff, tear your fucking ear off like Van Gogh
Burst shots through your tank top, stand firm
Like Mexican stand-off, Stanley on the standby
The standard procedure, the basic Amiga
Maintain my balance like Libra
Swift like calibra, injection, big up to my henchmen
Too many names to mention
I bench press stress treading streets full of tension
What's your intention? To spread love or vengeance?
Life's like a sentence, I'm trapped in the context of man-made laws
Keep a 'chete by my doors 'cause I live by the sword
Man get chopped in their vocal chords (Yeah)
Man getting robbed for their MOBO Awards
Man overboard, man dying over broads
Man killing man for giros on the high road getting rushed more
Yo, you know the score
.22s and .44s under floorboards ready for them frauds
Yeah yeah, you know the score
.22s and .44s under floorboards ready for them frauds
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