Darkside Freestyle

Oi Lewi, are you sick?
Yeah... G.H. (Back on the darkside Shit)
Yeah, Im back on the darkside shit
Thats right. Ok. (Wow... Woo)
Listen... Ok
SKOOM!
Different day, same shit...
Im in the same whip getting rid of weight and grams
Many hate my plans
I swear down if any take a stand
Ill tell Ace hold the semi straight and bang
Ill seperate your gang, then generate a scam
Dont ever shake my hand
Youre 22 and you aint ever made a grand
I can educate you fam
You seem silly? Call me P. Diddy youll never make the band
Dont come around here tryna demonstrate the slang
I devastate all featherweights...
More time I dedicate to fans
Let me take your hands, Im smart with the bars
Got all the kids like when they take exams
Im on a roll like sellotape from strands
Even when I commentate this nang
I celebrate everyday on this same said estate and jam
I know I had to get away from Ham
Back routes in a black coup
In my eyes see three in a black tracksuit
But if Im running a bank scam its black suits
But Im like Wretch though cause my dress codes never retro
Fresh to death so my ex wants me back but...
She better get used to me gone
Cause I need my space like Im truthfully Tom
And the way I do too many wrongs
She might stumble upon too many phones, too many girls
Too many doms thats what Im usually on
On a regular my wife might go through my cellular
But shes soreal that Ill never get rid of her
I can make an angel switch like Angelica
I dont do trips for two to America
You think youre clever huh? Im on the grind every semester...
I make music thats secular, ask any magazine editor
I be doing this ting like nobody does it
Them boy there dont exist on the register
I been the best since 2-5 and its due time
Niggas pay respect like when Proof died
Now its 2-7, Im the UKs new weapon
I couldnt give a shit what you reckon
Dont doubt me for even a few seconds
I aint got time for you peasants with no stage presence
I make more than an effort thats why my foots so sore
And my T-shirts wet full of sweat to get here I broke laws
120 on the clock like 'Oh lord!'
Sticks on the waist incase theres any road wars
Now Im late
But the show dont start until Im through those doors
Quick let me take a trip back to 04
I was like 'Ghetto! '... They was like 'Who?'
But you know what, that dont happen no more
Why you wanna see ID when Im V.I.P.?
Ill wear what I want
Like kids that dont care bout their parents response
Im off the rails I told you before Im a menace like Kano [?]
So feds smile when Im locked in a cell
But I scream 'Free' like I done a song with Estelle
Man are on corners like shops and Patels
Make everybody sick my doctor as well...
Thats because Im a popular male
Ill stick my **** in a girl, yeah Im X-rated
Like say Im at the top of the shelf
Ill be back with a banger like every other week
Back in the manor where many of us meet
In Plaistow, Greengate, P.R. Lane, Abbey Arms
Back up to Larch Close, you better back up you arsehole
Pack up and go back to Harlow, I got a shot like Ronaldo
(Wow)...
Precise at long range
So dont come around here like your name holds weight
From where you come from its a long way...
Round here we hustle like Rick Ross
Ill run up on a ***** and make his chick watch
While I strip him...
And send him home with his clothes back to front
Something like Kris Kross !
I do my ting do yours, true stories Ive been in a few wars
I do more, he came to my house, kicked in the glass
Next day I made him pay for a new door!
He aint a bad boy... I took man to the cash point
****ing with me was a bad choice
Youre 28, why the **** am I hearing your dads voice ?!
I never knew you was that moist (*****!)
Some niggas flip when they sniff a split personality
Stick to the script... Cause Ill be in the bits with a stick and a...
Black jacket, black hat to match it
You prats have had it, Ill clap the matic
Unwrap the package, do the mathematics
Ive got crack for the addicts, comebacks are rapid
So quick you could have an asthmatic panick
No shit how much of that could you manage?
Youre hopeless attached to a habit
Your brain cells will naturally vanish unnaturally damaged
You know the end has to be tragic
You cant adapt to the baggage
Threaten me but Ill be back with the ratchet
If it aint that Ill attack you with acid
Ill swing til Im knackered then capture the maggot
Now hes trapped in the attic
Got more tools then Gary the mechanic
With a knife on the waistline, you can say bye to this planet!
Them niggas aint done no drive-by shootings
Watch when I buy my new ting
Nothing but nightlife cruising
If I see you on the sideline snoozing
Youll have your hands in the air like a high five
Looking back in hindsight fumin
You better get them size nines moving...
Or therell be a body in the pavement
Feds cant find nobody for a statement
Back goes the shotty in the basement
Aint nuttin stop me Im blatant
When it comes to hospitals
I know nobody dont wanna be a patient
Laugh no more like comedys asian
No jokes at all, its fun when I go to brawl
Its done when I fold my tool
Over all I can hold the fort, Ill poke em all
**** the police, its bait like say Im on a bus with the heat
And I rush to []
The last time the police put cuffs on my sleeves
I was beat down by a muscular chief
Face down on the curb, cuts on my cheek
Got to the station lumps on my knees
Who battered me? Thats police brutality
Get them back that Ill do happily, with a new strategy
How can the boys in blue manage me?
Its humanity to want a huge salary like two grand a week
Thats true vanity, soon man will see they lose sanity...
G.H... Lewi White on the keys I does this yeah
Stupid ! (Yeah)
Freedom of Speech... wow
That means I say what the **** I like!
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Lewi! Lets go...