"Kenny Allstar Freestyle" lyrics

"Kenny Allstar Freestyle"

Ayy, these pricks have got me back up on my shit again
I promised that I'll never touch the road and touch a stick again
Say that you're a driller, grab a strap and go and drill it then
Canines, crocodile teeth, I'm like Skillibeng

I don't trust a soul 'cause I seen a friend kill a friend
Carrying the coffin at the funeral and still attend
And they won't trick me out positions, I won't condescend
I just put some money on the streets and get your house condemned
And they're just gangsters on the net so let's not pretend
So don't be tryna start a war that you couldn't end
Because I've got the type of money that you couldn't lend
Go against me, that's some shit I wouldn't recommend
Ah shit, brodie got me on my "Murdaside"
Said that I'd be lucky if I live until I'm thirty-five
I just heard about a body dropping and I weren't surprised
Liverpool city, no, we don't call it Merseyside
But you can ask about the rats 'cause they really died
I'm from a place, where if it's beef, then we really ride
I'm from Liverpool, L20, where we were deprived
And they knocked down the old flats but we still survived

Ayy, these pricks have got me back up on my shit again
I promised that I'll never touch the road and touch a stick again
Say that you're a driller, grab a strap and go and drill it then
Canines, crocodile teeth, I'm like Skillibeng

Ask them, "Who's the best Scouse rapper?", they won't mention me
Probably 'cause I'm white and I don't act the way I'm meant to be
A frenemy's an enemy with envy and jealousy
We turn 'em into memories, a wap is a necessity
Menace to society, I match the gun with the 110's like an accessory
Clip holds more slugs than the legs on a centipede
No, we're not Americans, fuck an elementary
Between me and bro, we done a quarter of a century
Locked in the wok, we don't call it penitentiary
Essentially, I knew I'd get released though eventually
No, you're not a killer if you done it accidentally
Scars on my body, that's physically and mentally
I don't want your sympathy, they said I'm lacking empathy
No therapy, I grew up in a cell, it wasn't meant for me
Said that I'm a risk to the public potentially
Rats keep ringing up the police confidentially
I'm trying to provide for my son and leave a legacy
Industry don't like me that much, they're not letting me
Try putting guns in my head like John Kennedy
Fuck it, I survived through it all coincidentally
Should I put a mask on my face? I need serenity
'Cause I'm getting watched like my life's a documentary
But this is real life, no edit, no sensory
The beef comes with the street shit complimentary
Neo in The Matrix, I'm just dodging the projectories
Keep slugs for them old Glocks, you know, necessities
Shit, ayy, I really came from the streets like Sesame
I learned how to whip with the white like it's a recipe
Learned how to whip with the white, we call it chemistry
Smoking on a spliff in the night, I've got the Lemon Tree
It's not from the dispensary, but fuck it, what you telling me?
I'll kick the door off your house if I'm smelling weed
I'll cut the heads off the snakes that I'll never need
I helped you get yours, meanwhile they were selling dreams
I threw away mine to get yours and missed all my teens
Never get it twisted 'cause this life's never what it seems
Locked me up in juvenile jails, fighting over beans
I shanked his face with the razor, shoulda heard the screams
I've been in prisons, in prisons that you've never been
I've seen shit I won't repeat but you've never seen
Still set fire to a cell, Katniss Everdeen
And when they shipped me out to Feltham, I was seventeen
And eighteen, I love money but it's fucking me
But fuck the past 'cause I'm tryna stay clean
But shout out the ones that are running up the streams
Feel like my past keeps fucking up my dreams
I'm cold-hearted like the weather when it's wintertime
Bro, I really slid for mine
Shit, shoulda told me that it's a slippery slope when you slip and slide
But they forgot about me though, I went and did my time
You know the saying though, you shoulda never did the crime
Prison wars, didn't have a knife so I improvised
And I done it while they watched, they was hypnotised
If me and bro do a drill then it's synchronised
Rose gold chocolate Day-Date 'cause we're on different times
I've got a G and a P 'cause that's different lines
Then I went down the wrong path, I guess I missed the signs
Same goes for all them little rats that was switching sides
Life's full of twists and turns, brother, fuck a Disney ride
I'm not Drake, fuck your bling, you can't hit my line
So if it isn't money, don't try 'cause I'll hit decline
I'm in a G-Wagon, head back, seat reclined
Automatic whip, Triptronic, got it simplified
Never finished school, streetwise but I still revised
Opps went to jail, got terrorised and victimised
Even if I never got paid, I would still provide
Even if they kill me, Makaveli, I'll be still alive
Shit, I said even if they kill me, Makaveli, I'll be still alive
And I'll still be about like I never died