Lyrics Nito NB – Down For The Cause
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M1OnTheBeat
Like bow, bow
M1OnTheBeat
Like bow, bow, bow
Take that shit if I want it
.32 spin make a boy pay homage
I could take that or the rustiest dog and I’m walking with that, no Wallace and Gromit
Hit a man rude for the coins like Sonic
I seen a man run, get bored, then vomit
I seen a man run for their life to the neighbours
Knocking on doors, that shit’s shambolic
I done that drill, I did that bait
I hit that move, I did that great
I scraped that pot, I rinse off plates
I’m putting in ice like David Blaine
That ain’t your bro, that ain’t your mate
He left you there and you got shaved
But that ain’t old, for me that’s great
I got an assist, what more can I say?
Silent, dodgy individual
Long coat with a mash, that’s pivotal
One more move then it would’ve been critical
Up in court labelled as a criminal
No talking, no subliminal
All that talk keep that to a minimal
Excellent finish, I’m calling it clinical
Not when you’re down I’ll aim for your pinnacle
We don’t play fair, we don’t have rules
Bando settings, Gary and Paul
Please don’t crash and please don’t stall
Running him down, I’m praying he falls
Tripping him up, I’m down for the cause
Letting it off, round of applause
Won’t do it once, I’m letting off more
We don’t play fair, we don’t have rules
Bando settings, Gary and Paul
Please don’t crash and please don’t stall
Mash on my lap, I’m risking it all
Running him down, I’m praying he falls
Tripping him up, I’m down for the cause
Letting it off, round of applause
Won’t do it once, I’m letting off more
Do a drill then I’m petrol bathing
Now I’m all scared just to light man’s spliff
Clean that quick get a cloth and Dettol
Circle motion, cleaning prints
Big green buds, no merch’ when I’m smoking
These buds came in looking like Grinch
Sawn off dotty, we chop that properly
Stuffed in two, hold that if you flinch
I don’t care less about culture
Black yutes, they can still get punctured
And some might say that we’re vultures
Cah I love how the mash stay structured
No pub grub, giving out samples
Got white boys saying that’s mustard
On man you done lost them marbles
Simple one, don’t end up a target
Grab that mash, fill that to the brim
Friday, Jummah, repenting sins
I get that gone, they take man in
Best of both, I get that clear
How you trying to cut through to the block
Got stabbed and shot when you lot was riding
And how can a man get got, one mop, froze up, air ambulance flying
We don’t play fair, we don’t have rules
Bando settings, Gary and Paul
Please don’t crash and please don’t stall
Mash on my lap, I’m risking it all
Running him down, I’m praying he falls
Tripping him up, I’m down for the cause
Letting it off, round of applause
Won’t do it once, I’m letting off more
We don’t play fair, we don’t have rules
Bando settings, Gary and Paul
Please don’t crash and please don’t stall
Mash on my lap, I’m risking it all
Running him down, I’m praying he falls
Tripping him up, I’m down for the cause
Letting it off, round of applause
Won’t do it once, I’m letting off more