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No Fighting
Verse 1:
Confrontation
Not today son
On your way son
Ondele, ondele
Loss of patience
More frustration
Causes ageing
Got one foot, on your grave
Master mason
Build your bridges
Chill your twitches
Put kill switches on delay
Trigger finger
Scratch your itches
Mash your digits
Now that kids gone away
You can never rewind time
Get your mind right
You can clear your eyesight
Don’t rely on hindsight
See the way your time flies
right by
Bye bye
Better play your cards right
My guy
I
See the way your eyes light Bright in the night time
Take another life for a slice of the pie
My my, there’s another line you can try ride
Put away the knife or the nine, it’s alright
Hook:
This a heat check
Your team is a meat fest
You ain’t causing me stress
You are hearing the best
Verse 2:
Patting on your pocket for the rocket, know you got it
Panic for the profit never logic when you launch it
Grabbing for the brolic, any problem it can stop it
What problem have you got when you’re locked up in your coffin
Patting on your pocket for the rocket, know you got it
Panic for the profit never logic when you launch it
Grabbing for the brolic, any problem it can stop it
What problem have you got when you’re locked up in your coffin
He’s got, you got, 3 shot, 2 shot
1 shot left to live your life
He’s lots, yous lot, 3 cops, blues rock
1 dog there to give you bites
Ease off geez, for Jesus Christ
What peace of mind will pieces find
My Gs I’m trying, please subside
The streets don’t need more people dying
Hook:
This a heat check
Your team is a meat fest
You ain’t causing me stress
You are hearing the best
Verse 3:
Just because the suns out
Don’t mean get your guns out
One could put your son down
Bound to happen somehow
Might not be today mate
It will happen someday
This is not a threat bro
No I’m not a nutcase
If you got a cleaver
Doesn’t make you clever
You ain’t stupid either
But no knife would be better
Sucks you think you need it
Yeah the climates heated
Problem is the tree’s lit
Everybody’s tweakin’
Hook:
This a heat check
Your team is a meat fest
You ain’t causing me stress
You are hearing the best x2
Confrontation
Not today son
On your way son
Ondele, ondele
Loss of patience
More frustration
Causes ageing
Got one foot, on your grave
Master mason
Build your bridges
Chill your twitches
Put kill switches on delay
Trigger finger
Scratch your itches
Mash your digits
Now that kids gone away
You can never rewind time
Get your mind right
You can clear your eyesight
Don’t rely on hindsight
See the way your time flies
right by
Bye bye
Better play your cards right
My guy
I
See the way your eyes light Bright in the night time
Take another life for a slice of the pie
My my, there’s another line you can try ride
Put away the knife or the nine, it’s alright
Hook:
This a heat check
Your team is a meat fest
You ain’t causing me stress
You are hearing the best
Verse 2:
Patting on your pocket for the rocket, know you got it
Panic for the profit never logic when you launch it
Grabbing for the brolic, any problem it can stop it
What problem have you got when you’re locked up in your coffin
Patting on your pocket for the rocket, know you got it
Panic for the profit never logic when you launch it
Grabbing for the brolic, any problem it can stop it
What problem have you got when you’re locked up in your coffin
He’s got, you got, 3 shot, 2 shot
1 shot left to live your life
He’s lots, yous lot, 3 cops, blues rock
1 dog there to give you bites
Ease off geez, for Jesus Christ
What peace of mind will pieces find
My Gs I’m trying, please subside
The streets don’t need more people dying
Hook:
This a heat check
Your team is a meat fest
You ain’t causing me stress
You are hearing the best
Verse 3:
Just because the suns out
Don’t mean get your guns out
One could put your son down
Bound to happen somehow
Might not be today mate
It will happen someday
This is not a threat bro
No I’m not a nutcase
If you got a cleaver
Doesn’t make you clever
You ain’t stupid either
But no knife would be better
Sucks you think you need it
Yeah the climates heated
Problem is the tree’s lit
Everybody’s tweakin’
Hook:
This a heat check
Your team is a meat fest
You ain’t causing me stress
You are hearing the best x2
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