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Skepta x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In

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Go get to the market on stage

Srr separation

Big sk big smoke

Coming up on the engineer coin

Cons being plugged in for that

Two minutes away from no

I don't take back shot

No disrespect

I already know the gang

And i'm something like big frist

F**k the opposites their loss

I cut them off

How could i get

Pissed off when he's get ticked off

I hope you brush your teeth

Before you talk about the big boss

Brand new bed sheets covered in your wife

He's lip glossy was at the top

But you slipped off

None of them boy

They're hard none of them boy

They're soft murder

Charging a joke and love you

Think they can shower

When lost you jump in the bar

I know the gun man that too old

Be abused you and witchcraft

Nine month four baby so they can bring out

The mashing that we need to prove

Scoff signs out guns out

Bare chests in the rolls

Royce park up and i jump out

Rich n**a used to back food at my mum's house

Heard a boy diss me now

The boy rub out rub down

Test my gangster reach for my chain

Don't cry when your face get tongued out

My young g love testing that smoke in the park

Somebody getting dropped if he comes out

Bow would you mean you fool

Go ahead and draw for the tool

Think that your heart but you're soft like

Wool look a man in the jawline with a stall

Real bad boy but i still look cool

White gold chain and a iced out jewel

While they can't jack me

Because i'm not your rule

Naru boy would you mean

Would you mean you can't jack me

Best you don't chat to me

Ignore me turn your back to me

You can't put no nine no mac to me

I know you did research when i moved to septa

But you found out you can't do shit to me

Not lyrically or literally

I'll put you on tv make history

What happened to your head back

That's a mystery

Five o'clock in the morning

I flew down the road flew back then flew in

My mom knows what i'm doing

And deep down i know she's screwing

I fell asleep with fur in schools in my mouth

Had a dream about chicken and chips

Like an idiot

I started chewing

Woke up then i started spewing

I used to put fur in schools in my mouth

Start chopping up an x ounce of hate

Can't chatting my ridding about weight them

Boy wouldn't even know what to do

With an eight

If you bought an eight

Ball on the twenty fourth

You're still tryna move it on the eight

Then boy don't know

About ten meters with a bat

Trees held in with celebrate blood

You would've thought

You were looking at your data's birth

When i put my food on the scales

I'm in a cell start biting my nails

Never ever been a informer never tell tales

I roll with four black males in a vet

Better lock us in separate jails

And i can bag up the food by eye

You can't chat to me about class a cells

It's the return of the mac

I'm still alive just like tupac

Girls in the front row girls in the back

Spit one lyric everybody's laugh

Flashbacks to the cold nights in the trap

Now i'm in a new whip counting a big stack

White gold chain and the diamonds are black

Check me now you don't wanna do that

God forgive me if i bust my nine

God forgive me if i

Bust my nine

I don't wanna get locked up like shine

Diss my mum then across my line

God forgive me if i bust my nine

God forgive me if i bust my nine

I don't wanna get locked up like shine

If you diss my mum

Then straight

Grease use the engineer