M Huncho

"Fire In The Booth (Part 1)"

Part I: Prod. by Cage Beats

[Intro: M Huncho x Charlie Sloth]
Huncholini in the cut
Ayy
Yeah
Huncholili in the cut
Let's get 'em bro
Huncholili in the cut
Let's make some history Huncho
Let's go, yeah

[Verse]
Criticism, it doesn't get to me
I'm a machine, I can't give them all of my energy
Cos my gears are grinding, this is perfect timing
This ties end your line in
Huncho, yeah
Searching for gold yeah, I'm out here mining
Yeah, I feel the energy, can't be me, your under-mining
Money on his head, don't let it go, I'm indecisive
Sometimes I feel the energy that makes me feel so righteous, ahh
Look for my soul, yeah, I'm still finding
Got dope, got legs, I'm a cyclist
I was getting them with any package
Got a b*tch but no time, guess I'm in a time crisis
Walk in with a Jean, call me Wyclef
Nah, she ain't a sideting, can't be getting side tracked
I put on alot of mileage, I like travelling in silence
Keep my business very private, mind your business, just be silent
Brudda there's a problem, talk it out before the violence
f*ck her face, feel her lip, she's my Kylie
So found a Richy, that's my sh*t, that's my styly
Feds on me, leave the car, do the dasheen
They feel threatened by my presence
This is the new resistance
I'm the leader of my kingdom
Looking deep inside of me
I'm feeling dead but I'm still living
Bando in some donkey hours
Got some cold shivers, I try focus on five pillars, yeah
Always changing Merc's into Bimmers but I ain't concerned about the image
Cos one day when we pass away, guess who will be an image
So tell me what you do it for, shared accommodation
I see nitties in the corridor, they made me feel like I owed 'em suttin'
Having cold conversations, makes me feel so Russian
Bro asked for the bally, he got unfinished business
Do the job, then ask for forgiveness
Never dwell on nothing, that money can buy
Some school friends turn fiend's, I tell 'em "Hi"
But they don't want my "Hi", their interest is a different high
sh*t, I might supply demand, it always stay so high, yeah
Yeah, perseverance got me this far
Me and bro exchanging all these boxes like we're in spar
The media talking this and that, drill and rap
Making all these kids do bad but have you ever sat and thought and pondered on the real facts?
You ain't from public housing, you won't know the real
May god be with everyone that foul the pills
Chasing money, yeah it will be the death of man
Louis Oou, that's cologne, that's my summer jam, yeah
Twenty thousand grams, that's my summer grams
And she's taking all this wood like a lumberjack
Feel like Biggie in this lumberjack
I'm a damaged soul, I need healing too
I have tried damaged souls that I give me healing too
They're saying "Huncho your the goal, the feelings mutual"
I'm on time smoking cali, smelling punctual
This is refreshing, free my bredrin always talk to sentence him
Was a phone and some text sh*t
Buy a house, buy Philippe, I don't mean Mexès
I made twenties, that's old, I'm from the next gen
Got a mask, got a blade, Huncho's X-Men
Yo Charlie, load it up, load the next ting

Part 2: Prod. by Cage Beats

[Intro: M Huncho x Charlie Sloth]
Lift, don't get nervous
Face exipse, some in the lift, I don't get nervous
Lets get 'em bro
Face exipse, some in the lift, I don't get nervous
Huncho
Face exipse, some in the lift, yeah, yeah
Get 'em bro

[Verse]
Face exipse, some in the lift, I don't get nervous
Bando, no service, foreign on surface, I feel like a plane
I'm in the game causing turbulence
Put money down for a residence
Watches on deck and their president, yeah
People always try level it, but their minus on level, I'm settled in
Everyone askin' for favours, they gave me no favours, my mum was on benefits
My darg's always with me Scooby Doo and he'll scrap all you kids that are meddling
I can tell you some stories 'bout people, but some of them details are intricate
My guy's mother ain't really his mother, his mum had to bring in a surrogate
Booth is on fire, just cool it down
Sub-zero, so Charlie press finish him
I do not dwell on the past to slap on her ass, she stopped being celibate
I had to re-up and re-up and re-up and bag up and make money, selling bits
It's funny how the industry talk

[Break: M Huncho x Charlie Sloth]
Ayy, come one
Lets go, lets go
Come on, come on
Come on man
Ayy
Reload it, reload it
And we're going again Huncho
Let's go bro, man
You gassed me up, we're going again
Let's go man, let's go man

[Intro: M Huncho x Charlie Sloth]
I'm gonna live
I don't get nervous
I'm getting this cash
I'm getting this cash
I'm getting this cash
Come on then
I'm getting, ayy
I get in raps, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Face exipse, some in the lift, I don't get nervous
Bando, no service, foreign on surface, I feel like a plane
I'm in the game causing turbulence
Put money down for a residence
Watches on deck and their president, yeah
People always try level it, but their minus on level, I'm settled in
Everyone askin' for favours, they gave me no favours, my mum was on benefits
My darg's always with me Scooby Doo and he'll scrap all you kids that are meddling
I can tell you some stories 'bout people, but some of them details are intricate
My guy's mother ain't really his mother, his mum had to bring in a surrogate
Booth is on fire, just cool it down
Sub-zero, so Charlie press finish him
I do not dwell on the past to slap on her ass, she stopped being celibate
I had to re-up and re-up and re-up and bag up and make money, selling bits
It's funny how the industry talk about people, that sh*t is unsettling
Music still up in my pocket, just next to my di*k, so forget your opinions
All of you others just broke, yeah we're a joke, negative deficit
I can just drop you some intellect, I'll be like half of these people ain't getting it
If you looked at the books, I'd be getting it
If you ask my plug, I'd be getting it
Anything I get my hands on, I'm selling it
I can sell leaves to a tree, some magic trick, yeah
So many packs out on the road, I had to tally it, yeah
This ain't no average fashion, I went into bally, I'm ballied up, yeah
The drivers Romanian, yeah, this is the Kasabian, yeah
Here comes the underdog, yeah
They got no courage, them dargs just courage, I ain't got no time for the cowardly
I charge about every fifteen, there's no race for the hourly
I'm taking the missions, I'm picturing visions, this isn't no picture with Sour D
We can go Travelodge, we can just shag a lot, I can just give you the sour D
I work for myself, I be my own boss, nah-nah, can't fire me
Stack fatter than Charlie
Spliff fatter than Charlie
Am I high, yeah? Hardly, ah
Everyone still wants to call me, talk about bro, yeah
Me and you didn't have the same titty milk, yeah, yeah
That's why I'm rich and that's why you're broke, yeah
That swisher that money, that swisher my family
Sever these medicals, nearly with imbeciles
Welcome to Huncho's anatomy
Pushing these weights inside an hour
The gym, I don't count my calories
There's no cheese with strap, just season adapt
I came with suttin', I'm leaving with that
The leak is so mad, I'm with season, no trap
Priorities wrong, I can't reason with that
Racks in my pock' and I'm wearing a cap, I'm still with no cap
Show her the venue, they're bringing the menu
I don't want a yak, just give me my stack
Six planes in four days, I feel a bit lagged
Just did a move, I'm doing me a jagger
f*ck all the share, secure your bag
Secure me a ting, I'm making a aghh
I'm making her gag, I'm stuck in the trap
I'm getting this cash, I walk in the trap
I'm getting the pack, I walk in the trap
Tell everyone relax, tell everyone relax
Take it off with the ahh

[Outro: M Huncho x Charlie Sloth]
Ahh, Chalie man
Huncho
You had to pull me in here, didn't you
You are serial bro, you are serial
You are serial bro, you are serial

You know it had to be done init
Monster
Love my guy man
Horrendous
Making me feel hollow out in here bro
Utopia out there right now

It's out right now
Mad
Utopia's out right now
Go support the ting, it's important
Real important man
Special artist over here in the UK, for real, for real
Artist, not a rapper
Artistá
Let's go man
You need to put that little, do you know that little accent above it as well
Artisté, the one with the
Artisté
With the, with the letter apostrophe and that
Yeah like that
Come on my guy man
You know what I mean?

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