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Skrein – Reach (Instrumental)

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исполнитель Skrein

длительность 04:09

размер 9.51 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

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Reach (Instrumental)
Blud, you ever met Sandra? Light skin' ting, marga Got four babies by three fathers She thought each one was the one, 'till they up and run Hit the road and scarpered Each one don't amount to jack She's in her council flat, thinking those little bastards So heartless, left her all alone four kids at home to go dark 'ting But Sandra's a hustler Thinking, "I ain't no buster I'ma get paid, get made however Them city girls I see on street ain't no better I'm a use what my Mum gave me" Don't pet star, I'ma get dark So she'd get cart and push her legs 'part Let the mans bore through for true, no lesser She figured she was always getting banged by mans So she might as well get a little money in her hands She couldn't get a job, had no time but she put it in her gob the whole time! The sket of the manner You can hear the babies crying when you bang her Belly of the beast, no glamour, don't clam her Just make sure you strap up with a rubber when you bang her I heard Sandra's youngest turned two now, her oldest turned sixteen and moved out Her Mum's bucking shines to the youtes and you wonder why the youtes don't wanna see you now? But Sandra's still down on her knees She can make a man cum with the greatest of ease But what about her K.I.D? That's life in the belly of the beast OK, so I met this bred' called Dave Dave hung around the Weatherspoons all day Playing fruit machines, seeing who he'd see All the old drunks and chavs, they was his mates He spent half the night rolling up notes Putting all that white powder up his nose And before you could see he was out of control He was out in the cold when he ran out of the coke Then one day he woke up bleeding Out his nostrils but he was still fiending, for a next hit So he reached his stash in his bag, he had left from the last evening That's when the drugs don't work All there doing now is just making it worse On the end, he was sniffing up dust on some hype-hype flex 'stead of going to work But that's life in the belly of the beast, where many souls perish in the feast Six feet deep, go sleep and don't wake up With shit stained pants and no makeup Sixteen years young, her name was Josephine Eyes wide shut, skin like aubergine Found by her marge, too late to resuscitate her On Christmas eve man, she could have chose another day Poor Josie, too young to die but old enough to O.D There's no peace, when there's no G.O.D Die lonely, slowly Now Josie's gonna get blessed by the priest When they're burying her body underneath J.O.S.I.E that's written on the wreath Life in the belly of the beast Peace, peace
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