Fuck People – Giggs

[Giggs:]
Spare
Spare (Spare, Spare, Spare)
Giggs (Giggs)
All the way real shit
No punchlines
Boom production
Can’t think of funny ones today
Life’s not a fucking joke
Ahh, ahh
Spare, Spare

Killers with the sticks (Sticks)
Move like gorillas in the mist
Spare nizzles giving grizzles up in this (Grizzles up in this)
I know a couple niggas won’t be pitched (Pitched)
Well they can have a try (Try)
But my strally will be knocking them for six
It’s-

Real talk punchlines
Boom productions
Can’t think of funny ones today
Life’s not a fucking joke
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Spare, Spare

Killers with the sticks (Sticks)
Move like gorillas in the mist
Spare nizzles giving grizzles up in this (Grizzles up in this)
I know a couple niggas won’t be pitched (Pitched)
Well they can have a try (Try)
But my strally will be knocking ’em for six
It’s like a nigga’s married to the ends
‘Cause one minute I’m out of it
Next thing I’m in the cabby with the skeng (Yeah)
Famalam I’m not gonna pretend (Nah)
‘Cause when I got the strally in my hand
I’m like a savage for revenge (Savage for revenge)
It’s like a vicious cycle
‘Cause I say that I’m not on it, the next minute I’m back at it again (For real)
Emptying the strap a couple men
But trust me, that’s the Yellow Brick road
Right back up in the pen (For real)
I’m fed up of this life (Life)
I blatantly just said it on the mic
Fed up of packing and fed up of the grind (Fed up of the grind)
And some women are devil’s in disguise (Disguise)
I got a good woman so I never need a jezzy in my life

[Kyze:]
It’s just another hard day on the grind
I had my share of fun but that’s the last thing on my mind
My thoughts are for my family, I need them living nice
So fuck if people criticise on how I live my life
It’s just another hard day on the grind
I had my share of fun but that’s the last thing on my mind
My thoughts are for my family, I need them living nice
So fuck if people criticise on how I live my life

[Giggs:]
Ahh
Film me when I spit (Spit)
A couple niggas ran up on a prick
‘Cause they heard he spent a killing on these wrists
I heard these niggas ran in where he lived
And after they were done (Done)
They emptied out the strally in his ribs (Ribs)
It’s [?] look (Look)
Trust me fam, they really got me shook
Plus a lot of niggas lives are getting took
Niggas I used to know are on the buj
And this is real talk (Talk)
Nigga I ain’t reading you a book (Nah)
It’s like I bloody been to hell and back (Back)
Everyday I hug my son, and wonder if I’m definitely coming back (For real)
Sometimes I have to sit him on my lap
And say I’m going work, I can’t tell him I’m peddling the packs (Nah)
A lot of niggas fell out of the batch
Some went their own way
And some went in with meddling with crack
Majority of niggas caught a felon on their back
So if you think this thugs life’s good, I’m telling you it’s whack

[Kyze:]
It’s just another hard day on the grind
I had my share of fun but that’s the last thing on my mind
My thoughts are for my family, I need them living nice
So fuck if people criticise on how I live my life
It’s just another hard day on the grind
I had my share of fun but that’s the last thing on my mind
My thoughts are for my family, I need them living nice
So fuck if people criticise on how I live my life

[Giggs:]
I’m tired of the hate, tired of niggas smiling in my face
When they really wanna run up on my face (Face)
That’s why I keep a strally in my gates (Yeah)
And if you hear it, niggas dead, and you better know it wasn’t a mistake (Wasn’t a mistake)
I’m tired of the cats (Cats)
And feds always licking off our flats
Niggas snitching fam
I’m tired of the rats
I swear to God, when I find out who’s snitching
I’ma fire me a mac
Fed up that my niggas in the bin
Now they lockdown Slums for spitting, he was a legendary king (Legendary)
I’m fed up of the poverty
And the way Tony Blair’s having at my people like they’re puppet on a spring
Sometimes I wanna let the metal spark (Spark)
But then I pray to God and ask him to keep the Devil out my heart
And shine his light on me when it’s dark (Dark)
And ask him if there’s space up there when I’m dead inna di park