Letra de Daily Duppy, Pt. 1 - Mazza_l20

.223S, let it squeeze, let the chopper sneeze

We was shooting people, they were shook shooting properties

Said he's onto me, that's a lie, now he's gotta bleed

Like we won't pop-pop-pop, leave the city like a horror scene

He nicked me for a body, call me Tommy, that's a Ghost

I'll bring it to your mums like I'm tryna do the post

I might pop you through your window while you're tryna eat your roast

So you better chew your food, cause' if you don't then you might choke

I'll put suttin' in the toaster, let it pop out like some toast

It's got teeth like Brandon Beavis, bet it chew right through a coat

Treat it like a penalty, I'm shooting if I'm close

They're like ''Mazza, he's the goat'', sacrificed and took a oath

I bet they say it like a quote and it's not Facebook

I went to jail and he got poked, I got nicked with three ****

I went to jail and done the most, seen myself on Sky News

We shot a video on soc'

But when I shot *** we turned him red like cans of Coke

He got fried like a egg, the shotty pellets hit his yolk

Double tap like Insta post, he tried to shoot but hit the post

Snapchat they tried to boast, do it live and hit the host

I know they're cappin', only time they've seen a shell is by the coast

And I'm not talkin' bout' the spliff but he got smoked

Cowboy I keep a spinner on my hip so don't approach

Switch em' off like a remote

Fuck a vest bro they hit him in his neck and hit his throat

Pray for hope like he's the pope

Fake shit we don't promote

Who's the realest? Shall we vote

Fuck the Queen, I'm the King

I need a castle and the moat

I bet the rats'll take a note

Free the real but they won't

And free my brother Kay, it's been a minute since we spoke

Yo, but let me tell you all a joke

What'd you call a rapper that's a capper and he's broke?

Rappers all cappers, back stabbers, bro remember it

The first to do a lot of shit, I just didn't mention it

The first to get a six figure deal when it was treacherous

The first to hit the charts from a cell, I'm the genesis

Number one video award, fuck a nemesis

We made history, the lifers got the benefits

I gave them all hope that there's a chance, that's a definite

I turn the pain into strength like it's a relative

Cause' they were sleeping on me like they're taking sedatives

A's not blood but we're close like relatives

Fuck the judge, I went to jail and I terror'd it

Now everybody's telling me I'll blow like a terrorist

Had to cut ties with a snake because they're venomous

People take your kindness for weakness when you're generous

But I'm about to take flight like the Emirates

I bought a couple dreams cause' they were selling it

Used to smoke the profit on the weed but now we're selling Haze

I can't be rapping bout' no money that I've never made

I'm feeling like 2Pac, wishing on them better days

Me against the world with a shotty and a razorblade

I got bullets in my body, I keep getting pains

I've been broke so I appreciate I'm getting paid

And I done it from the can like some Lemonade

Like we won't just get it popping like some Cherryade

Even if they're 7-Up, fuck it they're still getting blazed

Tell my bro go and get the fizzy, not the Lucozade

We sent him to the doctor, he got peppered when the shotty sprayed

Me and my old man we're dropping missions like a escapade

Clutching on the strap like the pedals in a escalade

Made a Jaily Duppy, caught a Milli in like seven days

Booked a visit for my boy and he never came

Ten years in a cell and I've never changed

Thinking back to when I'm young, I used to get the blame

Bro in Full Sutton lad, my mother had to get the train

And I can tell you bout' the ways when I was next to Kane

And I was meant to get released, I'm doing extra days

I'm tryna clean up my past but it's left a stain

Scars on my wrist from the cuffs when I got detained

Onsite fights on the wing, I had to get restrained

Money on his head, I told my boy to go and get the blade

Halves with my boy, if I do it, we both get the same

Last ones left of the real ones that remain

Conversating with a lifer, I forget the name

But he told me life is what you make it when you set the stage

Told him I'm just tryna get paid bro, forget the fame

But if they still want the smoke, they can get the flame

Mazza L20, fuck the rats, don't forget the name

Cause' we're not the same, hate the player but respect the game

Caught another case and got charged by the CPS

The more time that I've got, they come to see me less

This is real life shit like CBS

They locked me up with killers

Quest red, life's been a mess

I told the jeweller I want plus one's VVS

For all them times that I was broke, I've never been in debt

Mazza L20, fuck the rest, I'm tryna be the best

Liverpool city, like a bird I'm tryna leave the nest

You're the type to blank your phone but you'll read a text

Seen so much shit I've got PTSD, doing tours on the bus like BTS

Mum was upset that my brother got a EBS

Firearm charge, we ain't nuttin' like DVS

Writing to Jock, pissed off he never beat the wreck

Patterned in the wock, I'll get you anything you need to get

Told A1, pass the pollie, you can keep the rest

Free my brothers out the wock, I hate to see them stressed

I think about the lifers when I feel depressed

You'll probably value life more when you've seen a death

Soon home in two months, bro it's been a sec

I'm about to take flight like EasyJet

Mixtape coming soon, go and cop it

Against all odds, I'm bout' to blow like a rocket

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