Dave - Verdansk (INSTRUMENTAL)
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The way the beat builds is toooooo cleannnnnnn
I know right? Legend
prolly my favorite track atm
On it again, still so good
Instrumental heavenly
Just incredible
bro the drums too fire
Blanco brought me back
This beat makes my heart sink it sums up london
Just had to kick a chick out of the studio fam
S**t’s nuts, fam
Nah, like, in Kyle’s words, fam,
The truth is madder than fiction, fam
It’s nuts out here
Look, I see a ting that I touched
Tell me about talkin’ stage
Gotta tell her, Don’t force it
Beef man, pepper and salt it
Me and RJ gotta pull up, no talkin’
Trap, you ain’t got a rack to your name
My bro Brick Lane
We don’t know about Shoreditch
Rental, I never insured it
M25, gotta whip that calmly
Man try beef with my dargy
Warzone ting how I come third party
My little n**ga can’t lose that cash
I drop YG’s, do it like Kehlani
I don’t rock Gucci or Armani
ST from ST, I can’t
Squash that beef like fruit and barley
Still got a one black star like Kwame
Three car convoy in Sutton
My mum got matching whips with Yungen
Should’ve made Shanei hold on suttin’ but it never would’ve worked ’cause the girl too stubborn
Young G’s talking my name on the Ends
Gotta tell a man, Please don’t risk it
On a right day, man ah just frisk him
On a wrong day, I’m gettin’ man airlifted
I’m in Hollywood Hills with a white Rolls Royce
And a one brownin’ from Compton
The Lambo parked just in front
Man pull up to the bumper and do it like Konshens
She wanna go LV, no problem
Went for the cheapest bag, that’s nonsense
I took a hundred bags from Barclays bank
No cap, you can go and ask Ellie
That one mine, Bouncing Betty
The bag 4K, like a HD telly
Best believe that I’m back like Nelly
Chest petite with a back like jelly
I’m seein’ man send indirects
If you wanna war man then you better be vocal
My right hand got a semi, that’s local
And this Browning, I can’t post on socials
My girl gotta be far from social
I don’t wanna see her at Carni
Four-double-eight in the party
LBC how I nicked the Ferrari
Girls say we’re the littiest batch
In South London and, bro, it’s a fact
Airport, we’re going for bants
I hopped out the plane, I ain’t going Verdansk
What you know about telling a 10/10
To keep her clothes on and moving good
I ain’t on beating or misogyny
It’s mahogany, I got bougie wood
Look, Airbnb with the guys
It’s a white man’s face that I use to book
Chill with the stupid looks
Or it’s gonna be a kettle that I use to cook
Look, I see a ting that I touched
Tell me about talkin’ stage
Gotta tell her, Don’t force it
Beef man, pepper and salt it
Me and RJ gotta pull up, no talkin’
Trap, you ain’t got a rack to your name
My bro Brick Lane
We don’t know about Shoreditch
Rental, I never insured it
M25, gotta whip that calmly
Man try beef with my dargy
Warzone ting how I come third party
My little n**ga can’t lose that cash
I drop YG’s, do it like Kehlani
I don’t rock Gucci or Armani
ST from ST, I can’t
Squash that beef like fruit and barley
Still got a one black star like..
I see a ting that I touched
Tell me about talkin’ stage
I’m tellin’ her Don’t stretch it
Beef, man can never neglect it
Me and MC, we pull up to inspect it
Trap, you ain’t never made ten bags
Brick layin’, it’s like Tetris
Dig deeper, I never invested
M23, I whip that slowly
We got heat in South
When I head Central, don’t carry s**t
My shooter thought ’bout touchin’ the city
‘Til I made that call like Sir Alex did
If the bar low, then I’ma limbo
Akimbo blade for a jimbo
San that, Tan that, Fran like ‘Cisco
Real old school like Adi’ and Timbo
More time I ain’t tryna step out Co-Op
My hood hot like Jane and Finch
Me and RJ on survival mode
Still do it two-player like Kane and Lynch
No lynch when I hand got a
Oh, she, she wanna hand, got take this ting
Don’t flinch, seven inch
Got a punch like the first of the month
No pinch, no past, two cars like
Sixteen stepped inside, shotgun, got one
Not one that you find in the side
Of your bestfriends ride
Slide, bro, it’s a fact, down-downtown
She goin’ for bants
I hopped out the plane
I ain’t going Verdansk…
Yeah great cpy paste bro
1:04 😤
I can spit on rhymes on this track….wait on it
0:14
I'm just playing in verdansk
Pot full of gwanja
Freshly plucked from the plant
I get my weed shipped liked old ps2s from Japan if I ain't got business in Amsterdam
With bitches as freaky as Tara banks
They dont know about gang
Till i Pull up and bang
Send your Spirit to neverland
I had to grind from nothing
To make something got it out the sand I don't trust certain bitches
Lol don't shake my hand
I won't let this beef hang
If its to salty they see me dripping in dolc'ev
If that boy is a hater
I'm swinging my lightsaber like kenobi
They don't know about
The trap houses with the codeine
I still have cold dreams
Where I'm tied to the bed
Ghosts crawling right from under the bed when I'm vunreble and lonely
Saying I'm better off dead
Waking up and I almost od'd
When I saw the horses head
Looking at old photos with the whole team
I guess we all need friends
Remembering the days chilling my room getting high from the fumes they know
My Music got flavour
Wanting me to play my shit on iTunes
Blood I spit fire like raichou
Delivering chapters from the bible
Friends stabbing friends the most
Karma is a bitch so prepare for the holy ghost
record this and lemme go second
0:46
cold
Digga brought me here
Faxxxx
haha same
No cappp
Same
i’ve never thought of free styling to this beat till i heard diggas tbf
Write that shit down..😂❤
J’ai vu des choses.. hein
J’ai vu des choses
Quand je vois les autres mes problèmes s’adoucissent
Trahir ses potes je pensais pas ça possible
J’ai compris qu’au fond y’a tout qui s’négocie
Ils veulent faire un gossip ils font que d’me sucer
2kil de zip pour un plan bien ficelé tranquille je vous laisse ma place j’ai 2 tonnes de Zik à vous faire écouter
J’suis dans mon truc pas dans leur système
J’tai.. jamais demandé s’il t’aime
J’met tout en place comme Kasparov
Du mal à m’lacher donc j’parle pas d’love
J’veux pas les miettes il m’faut l’pactole
RPL sur l’torse c’est moi l’capos
One shot en cabine nouvelle génie du rap
Ça fait toujours plaisir.. qu’on kiffe mon travail
J’veux proposer plus donc le soir on cravache
Chui bien dans l’vet-sur comme les costard cravates
Syndrome d’ l’imposteur j’veux toujours en faire trop
J’doute même de moi comment veux tu que j’doute pas des autres c’est la vie pas d’héro y’a que des entourloupes faut tout remettre à zéro
Faut tout remettre à zero
Eh
Transforme la dalle en rage et y’a tout qui est carré
J’ai pas tourné la page, j’ai juste tout effacé Font des manières pour des meufs alors qu’on sait qu’ils vont pas les marier J’ai même pas démarré sur moi fallait parler
Ouais !
J’ai même pas d’carrière j’les ai déjà lavé
Si un jour sa pete je vais devoir en lâché beaucoup d potes Mais très peu sur qui j’peux vraiment compter
Le poto est content quand faut pas recompter
Ouais !
Une balle tu meurs
Y’aura pas d’seconde chance J’préfère le second plans
Chui pas comme ses acteurs rien à prouver j’prend mon temps on se connaît dpuis longtemps dis moi si oui
ou non t’es prêt a payant comptant
Hein !
Tout seul j’irais pas loin il m’faut une bête d’équipe
Là rose j’la prend pour ses pétales J’m’en bats les couilles d’lepine pas de coups y’a la prod qui saigne
Chui pas fifty cent
C’est pas dans l’candy shop qu’ils auront ma sucette j’le fait pas pour l’succès
Évolution moi même j’suis Mohamed Ali après Casssius Clay
Eux c’est des cas suspects
J’en vois qu’aurait leur blase dans la liste de Eppstein si y pouvait l’faire
Merde
La juge est plus ferme quand sa revend la dose Mais j’ai pas vu la peine quand ils ont chétou un gosse
Bref trop de sales affaires
Y’a trop de sale à faire je vais pas laisser un autre toucher un quart de ma part
J’suis calme à la base
Fait gaffe faut pas confondre un ptit écart et la crasse sa décale fait la passe
Devant l’but chui démarqué en pleine lucarne j’mets la balle
Just had to kick a chick out of the studio, shit's nuts, fam
(Hahahaha)
Nah, like, in Kyle's words, fam, the truth is madder than fiction, fam
It's nuts out here
(Oi, ayy, write that shit down)
Look
I see a ting that I touched, tell me about talkin' stage,
Gotta tell her, "Don't force it"
Beef man, pepper and salt it, me and RJ gotta pull up, no talkin'
Trap, you ain't got a rack to your name
My bro Brick Lane, we don't know 'bout Shoreditch
Rental, I never insured it, M25, gotta whip that calmly
Man try beef with my dargy, Warzone ting how I come third party
My little nigga can't lose that cash, I drop YGs, do it like Kehlani
I don't rock Gucci or Armani, ST from ST, I can't
Squash that beef like fruit and barley
Still got a one black star like Kwame
Three car convoy in Sutton, my mum got matching whips with Yungen
Should've made Shanei hold on suttin'
But it never would've worked 'cause the girl too stubborn
Young G's talking my name in the Ends
Gotta' tell a man, "Please don't risk it"
On a right day, man ah just frisk him
On a wrong day, I'm gettin' man airlifted
I'm in Hollywood Hills with a white Rolls-Royce
In the one brownin' from Compton
The Lambo parked just in front
Man pull up to the bumper and do it like Konshens
She wanna go LV, no problem
Went for the cheapest bag, that's nonsense
I took a hundred bags from Barclays bank
No cap, you can go and ask Ellie
That one mine, Bouncing Betty
The bag 4K, like a HD telly
Best believe that I'm back like Nelly
Chest petite with a back like jelly
I'm seein' man send indirects
If you wanna war man then you better be vocal
My right hand got a semi, that's local
And this Brownin' I can't post on socials
My girl gotta be far from social
I don't wanna see her at Carni'
Four-double-eight in the party, LBC how I nicked the Ferrari
Girls say we're the littiest batch in South London and bro, it's a fact
Airport, we're going for bants, I hopped out the plane, I ain't going Verdansk
What you know about telling a 10/10 to keep her clothes on and moving good?
I ain't on beating or misogyny, it's mahogany, I got bougie wood
Look, Airbnb with the guys, it's a white mans face that I use to book
Chill with the stupid looks, or it's gonna be a kettle that I use to cook
I see a ting that I touched, tell me about talkin' stage
Gotta tell her, "Don't force it"
Beef man, pepper and salt it, me and RJ gotta pull up, no talkin'
Trap, you ain't got a rack to your name
My bro Brick Lane, we don't know 'bout Shoreditch
Rental, I never insured it, M25, gotta whip that calmly
Man try beef with my dargy, Warzone ting how I come third party
My little nigga can't lose that cash, I drop YGs, do it like Kehlani
I don't rock Gucci or Armani, ST from ST, I can't
Squash that beef like fruit and barley
Still got a one black star like
quiet easy to play on piano aswel u man can prolly play this u don’t need talent
Mandem