Drill Work - Swindle, Ghetts

Been there, done that

No talk, done chat

Came here, one man

Three gyal, four car

One yard, I love that

23 and one jump, man

Like my enemies who won’t come back

East side, all day the young G’s ride, no face

Skin blast, M-charge, two-five in that court case

Biscuits a witness of my district

Them man are short of cake

And I bought the weight, then orchestrate

On the corner bait, where the prostitutes wait to fornicate

Where they watch the news and I thought

But deep thoughts can resort in a tortured brain

I’m from the school of hard knocks

You might weren’t schooled the same

Don’t Run-DMC, don’t walk this way

Too many flows, I don’t know their name

I know chapter one, verse 48

Drill work

Thrill work

Sound like drill work

Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford

Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East Ham

Sound like drill work

Sound like drill work

Sound like drill work

Sound like drill work

Left turn, right turn

Straight up, divert

Mind games

You don’t know how my mind works

Mind your business, I’ll mind mine

It’s a minefield in my world

Ice Cube with no Jheri curl

Who do I like?

Every girl

I had two at my side, but she dead herself

Ruin the vibe, now with someone else

Head over heels or underwhelmed

Flow check, ain’t out of my zone yet

Rate, then go again, forgiveness after homewreck

I will be there

Where?

Right over 'ere with expensive crep, them cold steps

Drill work

Thrill work

Sound like drill work

Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford

Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East Ham

Sound like drill work

Sound like drill work

Sound like drill work

Sound like drill work

Gunshots

Nothin' but gunshots

They enter in beef, no surprise when someone drops

Runners in the field, I don’t mean Wireless or Lovebox

There’s no battle raps when it jumps off

Gunshots

Nothin' but gunshots

They enter in beef, no surprise when someone drops

Runners in the field, I don’t mean Wireless or Lovebox

There’s no battle raps when it jumps off