Interceptors

By Zone 2

Released on June 14, 2017

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[intro]

Mika gave you this one


[Chorus: Karma]

Getting that money be vital (Vital)

Karma, karma, come back around, I earned my title (Rid round)

Pedal bike ride with Michael, ramzey, rammie got loads of titles (Ching)

Like Ri-Ri bored and dip-dip bored and roll with the nank on cycles (Dip-dip-dip)


[Verse 1: Karma]

If you're on me, I'm on you, I'm gonna dip you down and that's final (I will)

Oppositions and rivals (Ay) they see me and run (Run)

Know they can't slow down, they're like Lionel Richie

Your voice sounds deep on tracks, but when I back my nank, it's all high and pitchy (Pussy)

Fuck with who? Man them guys all bitchy (Pussies)

I'll put nanks in necks, see it turn red and it ain't no hickey (Dip, dip, ching)

See, when it comes to the beef, ask my bro I get way too itchy

Buck my opp and he's moving quickly (Fast)

Opps some patties, ay, wait, hold on, don't @ me (Don't do it)

I ring trap, giddy, get cash, fell in love with the trap like Freddy and Daphne (Trap king)

Cornish corn gonna turn man pastie (Bow)

Wet a nigga up like pasta, skeng love smoke so we name it Rasta (Bow, bow, bow)

Don't move too gully, I'm way too bunny, I'm suttin' like Buster (Too bunny)

Put my nank in your back, dip, splash, affect your structure

Long nank in a long sleeve jumper, might just put him on a short sleeve shirt (Dead boy).

I'm all down for the filthy dirt, if you're on bro, better kill me first (No)

But there's no point of trying

Heart of a lion, might roam your turf (I get round)

With a Lil Uzi Vert, grip that ting, man boot and burst (Boom, bow)

[Chorus: LR & Karma]

We've got hella strikers on the team and we've got interceptors (Trust me)

Your block's at the bottom, we've been on your block, you can call that Tetris

Mum knows that I'm a savage, I swear I've held so much lectures (Much)

Say you're on me, then you're fried, suttin' like an English breakfast

Getting that money be vital (Vital)

Karma, karma, come back around, I earned my title (Rid round)

Pedal bike ride with Michael Ramsey, rammie got loads of titles (Ching)

Like Ri-Ri bored and dip-dip bored and roll with the nank on cycles (Ching, ching, ching)

We've got hella strikers on the team and we've got interceptors (Trust me)

Your block's at the bottom, we've been on your block you can call that Tetris

Mum knows that I'm a savage, I swear I've held so much lectures (Much)

Say you're on me, then you're fried, suttin' like an English breakfast (Bow)


[Verse 2: LR]

Been out here with gang, man, lurk, long zombie, push that through shirt

Try add a K them man there nerds, AB real, he's mashed work first

Opp thot there wan' fuck and flirt, fuck that bitch, her uck all hurts

Took man's flow that's been confirmed, dip them sick, man's sick like germs

Bro's in the kitchen whipping that work (Whip)

Everyone's bad? Okay, let's purge

With my own eyes seen them disperse, devilish thoughts, bro said I'm cursed

Police on gang, threw couple guy's birds, free K2, free 6ix and Snoop (Gang)

Free up the Zone, fuck jakes man, word, been doing up opps I know you heard

Ten toes, ten toes get active (Active)

Boom-bow, boom-bow, go backflip

Run up best, give me them bands bitch (Run up), they talk on tracks but dash quick (Why you dashing?)

Skinny girl on me with fat tits (Fat tits), ride out, no plan, no tactics

Caught him, got whoosh that's practice, scored that goal when I didn't go practice (Trust me)

Yo I didn't go training (Nah), dashed, but I swear I don't blame him (Where you going?)

Saw twenty villains with shavers, bro got got so the fate didn't face it

Skeet, skeet, then I aim where face is, cat loves dark, why she moving all racist? (Racist)

Got a ting from Birmingham, she too thick, but she love to smell smoke, that's fragrence

Dumb snitches writing statements, big whoosh when I step on pavement (Whoosh)

Dumb midget don't get taken (Yeah), it's LR, a.k.a Satan

Don't move your hand or get splashed all blatant (Splash)

We ain't them don't get mistaken

Gyalie on me 'cause I'm LR, who's that fella, dip that pagan (Dip, dip)

[Chorus: LR & Karma]

We've got hella strikers on the team and we've got interceptors (Trust me)

Your block's at the bottom, we've been on your block, you can call that Tetris

Mum knows that I'm a savage, I swear I've held so much lectures (Much)

Say you're on me, then you're fried, suttin' like an English breakfast (Bow)

Getting that money be vital (Vital)

Karma, karma, come back around, I earned my title (Rid round)

Pedal bike ride with Michael Ramsey, rammie got loads of titles (Ching)

Like Ri-Ri bored and dip-dip bored and roll with the nank on cycles (Ching, ching, ching)