DND

You dun'kno hip-hop ain't dead init..

See..

Verse 1; (Noaksey)

From day I showed all signs of this.... I weren't like all kinds of kids

Despite all hype; inside my vids.. you'll find insight in which'll;

Guide you through to righteousness... Shouts out just like righteous did;

Clarky... come we get the life we wish

I had doubts; but, now thanks to all you lively pricks

I have learnt to silence it; black and white... silenced clip

Your a point less cos; now, all I hear are silent spits

Try to follow me before I've left ? -I enlighten trips

Like to the shop to buy some rips; then roll sit back and light my spliffs

Find a beat I like........ listen; then ill write some bits

Edit; scrap it start again; what's next to do? re write my list

Recite my lyrics; blaze a zoot; journeys long; writings piss

In time I try out different ways; till I create, a flow that fits

Slowly rolls another; thinks, I smoke and show some other links

Dunno where your goalie is; no joke there ain't a goal ill miss

Now I'm running low on riz; ill write perform upload to disc !

(Clarky)

Munch a few bags; till, all the md's gone!

Come we roll another zoot, from the weed we got?

Bell me up tomorrow saying when i gotta meet ya!

Beats to usb; fuck, wheres my usb blud?

Found it; never guess i left it somewhere dumb;

As music goes fam; you know we on the up and up;

Fuck drum and bass yeah; but fuck drum and drums... cah;

Now the lyrics wrote; dnd is done and done!

Hook; (Clarky) (noaksey)

Really?

No.. real talk what the fuck is this?

Oi?!

Bruv?

Are you dumb?

Take this shit out the beat now...

Man whats your problem?!

Verse 2; (Clarky)

Ahh! cos, I may be feeling stressed..

I think a couple bars up; and spray em in my head-

-drop a beat upon the headphones; when Im laying in my bed

Maybe even blessed, or maybe even yet...

I may be rolling spliffs from the paper and the peng;

Baitly writing lines on some paper with my pen!

The writing's so messy I can't even say em yet?

Then you bell me up; like, 'what you saying then?'

'im blazed out of my head fam; face looks a mess!

But we gotta go to studio; forgot we booked a sesh?'

You Knock at my door; like, didn't know you left!

I sniff half gram; and, then you sniff the rest-

-we get to studio; looking, crooked but we set-

-chris hooking up our mess; cooking up a blessed;

Track; that's all good; but before we step...

Dispite how long it took; we still book another set!?

Hook; (Clarky) (noaksey)

Jheeeeeeeeeze.........

I can't be dealing with you blud..

Like..

This is booky..

Swear down i told you to take this out the beat?

Dickhead..

Man whats your problem?

Verse 3; (Noaksey)

Ain't an artist that; puts, in half the effort I do;

That being said..... I don't even try to;

Poke my finger in their eye; so, they can see my view..

Smoke a couple joints... then ill go right through..

Music? ..............believe that's heart;

See I take pride in; all works of art;

Noaksey... believe in my craft;

Cut my heart open and i'll be bleeding bars;

................................ I Wake up breathing hip-hop;

I'll stop making hits; but, only when this hit stops;

I'll stop writing bits; but, only when my bits flop;

You'll be hating me everytime one of my vids drop;

I put a pen to pad; another banger? -I can sense it!

So; I-switched-n-flipped; the-lid of-my-pen-tip!

Can't help that I raise the bar; its my-way-of;

Raising the stakes; by, raising.. the, rate-of-bars!

Hook; (Clarky) (noaksey)

Fuck you blud im gone...

Oi!!

Hold up man!!

Where you goinggg?

Cmon man it's catchy and you know it!!!

Sweeeeeeear dowwn fam!

Ahhh fuck it..

Man whats your problem?!