imported_SmokeytheBandit

A bunch of people have heard some of my music tracks online, which I have uploaded. I have a record deal in London, I also work with my friend Robert Logan who provides the beats.

Right now I'm just going to write some lyrics, so I thought why not write them on here, a few people ont he chat told me to do it last time.


Can't tell me nuttin', got a stack in the back of the limo,
Niggas is actin' like they tough but they know that Smoke is ill,
Type of brother to impregnate ya widow and leave you riddled,
Middle of women this shit ain't nothin' fickle,
This is your crew's dismissal, pistol whip you, we won't miss you,
Leave you somewhere south of the border let's make this shit official,
Fragment ya cartillage and tissue, bones get ground to grissle,
Diamond shine like crystal, platinum come like it's foil,
Got signed to someee.. label, they won't do nothin' for you,
You little kids are spoilt, lyrics make my blood boil,
I've been through toil, now I'm royalty, for you to witness this,
I switch to fists in this, the chickies like to kiss my wrist,
They christened me the wickedest, this isn't what you wish this is,
I'll kill MCs like syphilis,
Some of the greatest lyricists are in this clique I'm with,
You're way too young, I'm 20, I won't preach to little kids,
This is ridiculous, your wings get burnt like Ichoris,
You're flying to close to the sun, you need to listen kid,
No intermission, your misses won't feature in your videos,
Hollow like a cheerio you're just a little ho,
Like 'head and shoulders' aint for head and shoulders, 'pop and go',
And that's the story told, roll with niggas young and old,
No one knows me I'm forever hosing nosey neighbours and,
Ho's do favours for me, go through beef and labour for me,
When your baby mother's horny, that's another story, I,
Come through in my coupe and scoop her up in blazing glory,
Don't have to get ya women, niggas do that for me,
The way you treat your woman is the reason she's exploring me,
She likes to tour with me,
Push my 4 by 4 with me,
Go to Christine Dior and say "Smokey ya spoilin' me!"


You probably won't understand a couple of the lyrics, that's because of where I live and how I talk, hope you enjoyed it though.

Bye!