Gully - Darq E Freaker, Maxsta

No hope when I talk to the kids

No advice, they just want draws on my spliff

You can end up getting bored in the bits

Thought that you was ready, now your boys wanna quit

Cos I’m at the front door, bangin' on the glass

I got the skengman sat up in the car

Raging bull, cause panic for your ma

She probably knows (??)

Rain on a man in my shower-man coat

Cost four bills so I’m looking shower yats know

Tell her come smoke with the best of the eastern

Blessed can pretend nang on the road, but I hot em up

A week later they shot him up

Proper stuff

They don’t wanna acknowledge us

What the fuck

Now i’m Moving like a fugitive

I’m on the run

On the run

But wha’d to that pussyole?

Pussyole

Now he’s thinkin that he’s fully road

Pussy know shanked up, now you’re hoody’s soaked

Hoody soaked

Mum’s crying on the radio

Here we go, gotta let ya know it’s dangerous

On the roadside, killers wanna aim & bust

Lord knows why, but he ain’t saving us

So I’m on a new ting, Max gone loose

Now my man are are armed & dangerous

Little pussy, I’m not a vibrator, tell me why you wanna play with us?

The east 's new generation came from us olders hatin', not wanting to see my

name come up

So I guess like it’s everything before grime

But I’m gonna blast through and rattle your jaw-side

Compared to sheep than cattle the more time

My phones (?) for the gal who wore diams

Yeah, I know you think you’re live

I know you think you’re gully

I see your crew, everywhere that I go, north to south, but you don’t make money

If I come through with the guys

Everythings gonna get ugly

I cook a man’s pride

Cos Maxsta’s gully

Maxsta’s gully (x15)

No hype I just sheen for the P’s

But I can wile out and leave your brain on the street

In a world where racism’s peak, white girls love grime, fuck racism

B I ain’t not politician

But I probably could, because I’m on a mission

Trying to change the world up, because I’ve got a vision

Spitting flames I’ll blaze up on a gully riddim

It’s the return of the cruddy villain

Everyday I come accross mans with nothing

And man are seeing struggle and strife

Nutters with knives

Yatti’s with prams

Man are going sick with bangers & crumbs

I might stroll to the car, & bangers & mash

Now he’s left the room, I’m banging his yat

There ain’t no love, no manners with max

If I like my cousin’s girl, I’m daggering that

So why’d I give a fuck about you blood?

You been about, but you didn’t really do much

Two’s who, don’t hit em on my zoot cuz

Rizla full of lemon, I roll fruits up

Go and stand over there about group hug

In my shower-man jacket I’m a trooper

Gotta stay close to a shooter

Fi these cunts wanna rob me for my moolah

I live a crazy life, I’m paranoid boy

You best approach with caution, or avoid boy

I’m a man that you can not boy boy

MCs see me and make noise boy

That makes me realise I’m a realer G

Says a lot about you if you ain’t feelin' me

Teach ya girl alphabet, I’ll give her D

Then I gotta go sleep like z-z-zee, bad boy family, calm

Yeah, I know you think you’re live

I know you think you’re gully

I see your crew, everywhere that I go, north to south, but you don’t make money

If I come through with the guys

Everything’s gonna get ugly

I cook a man’s pride

Cos Maxsta’s gully

Maxsta’s gully (x15)