IC3 (feat. Skepta) (Explicit)
Ghetts"IC3 (feat. Skepta) (Explicit)" is a song by Ghetts, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:43 long and contains 120 lines and 812 words.
0:00IC3(feat. Skepta) (Explicit) - Ghetts/Skepta
0:01All black attire
0:03Draw back and fire
0:05My n***a dem ride out
0:07Horseback for hire
0:08Full clip in the drive
0:10I ain't talking Richard
0:12But I'm talkin' prior
0:14What you know about death and bury
0:18What you know about press and semi huh
0:21What you know about greaze
0:25What you know about Ghetts and skeppy go on then
0:29I feel like I'm born again
0:31Me and Ghetts on the track and it's
0:32Feeling like the rooftop all again
0:33Yeah we're firing that corn again
0:35Get the toe tags and the body bags in
0:36Soon as they told me about the power
0:38That came with the black skin
0:40Unlocked it then I tapped in
0:41Alchemist when I feel the pressure I make diamonds
0:43I cannot stop getting the racks in
0:45Who would have thought back then
0:46We'd be some powerful black men
0:47Back when we was in estates I was trapped in trapping
0:50Y'all know how it's impacted us
0:51Can't block a n***a when flats are us
0:53Abandoned flats where the mandem trap
0:55I took a few ls in my champion hat
0:57Came back like a champion and
0:58Landed jabs while being branded black
1:00African man you see the jewels on my neck
1:02Class of deja went school with the best
1:03When I fire my lyrics you know
1:05I shoot for the chest and the head
1:06Eyes roll back better check if he's dead
1:08I cannot act for the image
1:09I'm in the motherland putting racks in the village
1:11What you talkin' 'bout willis
1:12Ever see me on the iphone better know
1:14That I'm talkin' 'bout b'iness
1:15Don't tell me go back where I came from
1:17While the queen sits there in stolen jewels
1:19Cool I go back with a chain on
1:21I light up the place like akon
1:22Mmm I got a bullet with your name on
1:24Bloodstains and a pavement you played on
1:26You think I give a f**k about a loose screw
1:28My brudda my whole brain's gone
1:30Look in the mirror
1:31I see king I see me
1:34I see who I see what I C 3
1:38Look in the mirror
1:39I see king I see me
1:41I see what I see who I C 3
1:44Yeah please don't talk about numbers
1:46I don't wanna hear what he did
1:48Talk about me you're talking undefeated
1:50Talk about S K G H no introduction needed
1:52The queen offered me the M B E
1:54I said no and I raised my fist
1:56I went home got my chieftaincy now
1:57I'm back on the strip
1:58Police stop me in the street
1:59They wanna take a pic
2:00There's only one Ghetts
2:01And there's only one skepta
2:02Blood of a king so I named my son emperor
2:04You see right now I'm on a mad one
2:06I need red rooms for the whole month pepstar
2:08How can they say I don't want no smoke
2:09Like man don't know I am the drug tester
2:11The young mad boy old n***as love lecture
2:14Diamond under pressure
2:15Them man are playing question time
2:16Talking about who's next in line
2:18Who da best in grime
2:18All we wanna know is who
2:19Gonna stand the test of time
2:20Labels on the phone and
2:21I had to press decline
2:22With a heart like mine
2:23How could I quit bought a crib out of the bits
2:25Mumzy proud of the kids
2:27Didn't wanna play us on the radio
2:28We took the ting worldwide now I'm on a piss
2:30M a serial cheat I got too many exes
2:32You don't know how long I been dumping
2:34Where was you in that boy better
2:35Know and that movement era
2:37Right now man are wondering
2:37Some of you n***as need humbling
2:39I got drink that needs pouring
2:40Got w**d that needs crumbling
2:42Got gyal asking my real name
2:43My mum don't even call me Justin
2:45Look in the mirror
2:46I see king I see me
2:49I see who I see what I C 3
2:53Look in the mirror
2:54I see king I see me
2:56I see what I see who I C 3
2:59Go on then go on then go on
3:01Then draw for the 'chete
3:02Bullets start droppin' down like confetti
3:03Won't bring a strap if the beef is petty
3:05Nah rudeboy I just draw for the 'chete
3:07Make your belly look like a bowl of spaghetti
3:09Leave your lip buss and your forehead sweaty
3:11I make you wish you never drawed the machete
3:13Go on then you think you're ready
3:14Greaze
3:31God forgive me if I bust my nine
3:32God forgive me if I bust my nine
3:33I don't wanna get locked up like shyne
3:35And then you crossed my line so I
3:37I buss one bust two buss three
3:39I buss four bust five buss six
3:41I buss seven buss eight buss nine
3:43And me buss ten
IC3(feat. Skepta) (Explicit) - Ghetts/Skepta All black attire Draw back and fire My n***a dem ride out Horseback for hire Full clip in the drive I ain't talking Richard But I'm talkin' prior What you know about death and bury What you know about press and semi huh What you know about greaze What you know about Ghetts and skeppy go on then I feel like I'm born again Me and Ghetts on the track and it's Feeling like the rooftop all again Yeah we're firing that corn again Get the toe tags and the body bags in Soon as they told me about the power That came with the black skin Unlocked it then I tapped in Alchemist when I feel the pressure I make diamonds I cannot stop getting the racks in Who would have thought back then We'd be some powerful black men Back when we was in estates I was trapped in trapping Y'all know how it's impacted us Can't block a n***a when flats are us Abandoned flats where the mandem trap I took a few ls in my champion hat Came back like a champion and Landed jabs while being branded black African man you see the jewels on my neck Class of deja went school with the best When I fire my lyrics you know I shoot for the chest and the head Eyes roll back better check if he's dead I cannot act for the image I'm in the motherland putting racks in the village What you talkin' 'bout willis Ever see me on the iphone better know That I'm talkin' 'bout b'iness Don't tell me go back where I came from While the queen sits there in stolen jewels Cool I go back with a chain on I light up the place like akon Mmm I got a bullet with your name on Bloodstains and a pavement you played on You think I give a f**k about a loose screw My brudda my whole brain's gone Look in the mirror I see king I see me I see who I see what I C 3 Look in the mirror I see king I see me I see what I see who I C 3 Yeah please don't talk about numbers I don't wanna hear what he did Talk about me you're talking undefeated Talk about S K G H no introduction needed The queen offered me the M B E I said no and I raised my fist I went home got my chieftaincy now I'm back on the strip Police stop me in the street They wanna take a pic There's only one Ghetts And there's only one skepta Blood of a king so I named my son emperor You see right now I'm on a mad one I need red rooms for the whole month pepstar How can they say I don't want no smoke Like man don't know I am the drug tester The young mad boy old n***as love lecture Diamond under pressure Them man are playing question time Talking about who's next in line Who da best in grime All we wanna know is who Gonna stand the test of time Labels on the phone and I had to press decline With a heart like mine How could I quit bought a crib out of the bits Mumzy proud of the kids Didn't wanna play us on the radio We took the ting worldwide now I'm on a piss M a serial cheat I got too many exes You don't know how long I been dumping Where was you in that boy better Know and that movement era Right now man are wondering Some of you n***as need humbling I got drink that needs pouring Got w**d that needs crumbling Got gyal asking my real name My mum don't even call me Justin Look in the mirror I see king I see me I see who I see what I C 3 Look in the mirror I see king I see me I see what I see who I C 3 Go on then go on then go on Then draw for the 'chete Bullets start droppin' down like confetti Won't bring a strap if the beef is petty Nah rudeboy I just draw for the 'chete Make your belly look like a bowl of spaghetti Leave your lip buss and your forehead sweaty I make you wish you never drawed the machete Go on then you think you're ready Greaze God forgive me if I bust my nine God forgive me if I bust my nine I don't wanna get locked up like shyne And then you crossed my line so I I buss one bust two buss three I buss four bust five buss six I buss seven buss eight buss nine And me buss ten
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