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My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother this ting can't di-i-i-i-i-i-ie Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh Yo, they ain't got no style Everybody's full of shit for the millionth time When I done G1 they was doing it then Like some of them ain't got a clue with this pen Or without the pen I'll still spray your whole head off That's my legacy you want brother, get off Function like a machine the way I let off Listen to the radio, lots are gonna set off Shot these products, I shot for my wage Free spirit, I done a lot for my age Had wars in the ring but not in my cage Done a bit for the scene but not on my stage When you write a bar you're talking to yourself When I write bars I speak to the whole place Of people who have been 'ere, every day I'm in 'ere I win 'ere, sin 'ere, gyaldem grin 'ere SongtexteAll I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped All I really wanted was a chaps and chain on my neck and wrist All I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped All I really wanted was a chaps and chain My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother this ting can't di-i-i-i-i-i-ie Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh No bad mind gonna prosper against this two-headed monster I get money like a baller or boxer Thought I couldn't see but I already clocked ya Yo, no bad mind gonna prosper against this two-headed monster I get money like a baller or boxer Thought I couldn't see but I already clocked ya Please don't try it, I need it, I buy it It's wet, gotta dry it, I win, don't tie it My accent's mine and the [?] them a flyin' The only I'm never gonna stop is trying My dons [?] Your top boy's a bacon in a pan fryin' Travel around the world sharing energy See me in the garrison, see me in the [?] All I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped All I really wanted was a chaps and chain on my neck and wrist All I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped All I really wanted was a chaps and chain My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother, my brother, this ting can't die Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high My brother this ting can't di-i-i-i-i-i-ie Let's have a toast to grime, raise your glasses hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh Aus Songtexte Mania