Burse by Manga Saint Hilare Lyrics
Forget me not
[?]
Try me, collect your loss
[?]
Bread's long, baguette
Select me, finesse the cost
Silenki selector boss
[?]
Last time, I fell in love with a sket
Now I got powers to detect the thots
And I got a couple of goons, too
When I line up foreheads and connect the dots
Actually got re-loads in China
You're still there tryin' to protect the block
My flows crazy, bonkers
We run the block
All the fucks I give are in the sky (huh)
I swear to God
I got your flows
See off the clock
And I got your B.A.E. on my cock
And manna-man still roll deep, rude boy
Whether they like it or not
Push the button like I power down
Man-na shower down
And these youts, they're washed
All the seedy rapping
Will get them wrapped up
Just like a sumo's crotch
Punchline king like Krept & Conan
And I got creps that they won't see up the shop
My life's so divine
The youngest older's on overtime
I'm a overs when I'm over Grime
And I been potent since Poltergeist
I'm the coldest, so frozen, I
Can stand up in snow at shoulder height
I'm the golden gun on Goldeneye
One shot, one kill, I'm so precise
Dem brudda's plaques, yellow
I got silver and gold on mine
I got bangers in my big mac
Hold the fries
Hold a par, or hold a vibe
I'm, hold on, I'm cold, alright?
They couldn't kill me on a riddim
With my older rhymes
I get one big wall like a older bike
And then two like a motorbike
[?]
I handle my business
Them boy wanna stand up in a war
Then they're S'in for long like they spit with a lisp
Said "whey" when it is what it is
Anybodies at risk ina this
I told 'em, nobodies safe
Anybody could catch a fade in the mix
Fire and flames and pain in the mix
Anybody could feel the rage of a fist
Say nothin', or say what it is
I came on my A-game, ain't gonna miss
Ayy rudie
[?]
But I'm still out here, still
Still active, still
Never slack on the bars
I still practice
Still never lost a clash
Still champion
Still too real to front
They're still backwards
They're still overrated and average
What is lickle pups to Bullmastiffs?
Still wanna step on the dance
And still badness
Manna roll deep from road
There's no acting
Still got the [?] T-shirt from ages ago
Still classic
Still never sit still
I'm still wranglin'
Still a Grime kid for life
Still passionate
[?]
Selectah!
White jean suit confidence, rude boy!
Very, very active
Selectah
[?]
Try me, collect your loss
[?]
Bread's long, baguette
Select me, finesse the cost
Silenki selector boss
[?]
Last time, I fell in love with a sket
Now I got powers to detect the thots
And I got a couple of goons, too
When I line up foreheads and connect the dots
Actually got re-loads in China
You're still there tryin' to protect the block
My flows crazy, bonkers
We run the block
All the fucks I give are in the sky (huh)
I swear to God
I got your flows
See off the clock
And I got your B.A.E. on my cock
And manna-man still roll deep, rude boy
Whether they like it or not
Push the button like I power down
Man-na shower down
And these youts, they're washed
All the seedy rapping
Will get them wrapped up
Just like a sumo's crotch
Punchline king like Krept & Conan
And I got creps that they won't see up the shop
My life's so divine
The youngest older's on overtime
I'm a overs when I'm over Grime
And I been potent since Poltergeist
I'm the coldest, so frozen, I
Can stand up in snow at shoulder height
I'm the golden gun on Goldeneye
One shot, one kill, I'm so precise
Dem brudda's plaques, yellow
I got silver and gold on mine
I got bangers in my big mac
Hold the fries
Hold a par, or hold a vibe
I'm, hold on, I'm cold, alright?
They couldn't kill me on a riddim
With my older rhymes
I get one big wall like a older bike
And then two like a motorbike
[?]
I handle my business
Them boy wanna stand up in a war
Then they're S'in for long like they spit with a lisp
Said "whey" when it is what it is
Anybodies at risk ina this
I told 'em, nobodies safe
Anybody could catch a fade in the mix
Fire and flames and pain in the mix
Anybody could feel the rage of a fist
Say nothin', or say what it is
I came on my A-game, ain't gonna miss
Ayy rudie
[?]
But I'm still out here, still
Still active, still
Never slack on the bars
I still practice
Still never lost a clash
Still champion
Still too real to front
They're still backwards
They're still overrated and average
What is lickle pups to Bullmastiffs?
Still wanna step on the dance
And still badness
Manna roll deep from road
There's no acting
Still got the [?] T-shirt from ages ago
Still classic
Still never sit still
I'm still wranglin'
Still a Grime kid for life
Still passionate
[?]
Selectah!
White jean suit confidence, rude boy!
Very, very active
Selectah