No Chat 67 (Ft. 16Shotz, C Figures, Clapalot & PR SAD)

*Lyrics from snippet*

[Intro]
Ghosty

[Chorus: PR SAD, CFigures, Clapalot, 16Shotz]
They ain't slid back, so their boss turned pack
I'm just talkin' facts, I don't lie on my raps
Man still talking wass, got caught in the cab and your head got slapped
How much head've been slapped?
Prominent team don't take no chat
WD-40, grease that wap
Ready up-steppa, and attack
All black à la Bruce Wayne
8 shots over all them man
Get stretched cah you ain't really live in the streets
The boy got slapped cause he has no manners
Don't get lit in front of the crowd
That's a free ticket to Alley [?]
Can't get nicked with this wap like bro
That's 6 on my back, [?] on my rammy

[Verse 1: PR SAD]
I heard my man run out of luck
This is the truth, you can't еscape death
The first timе that we saw him was ments
This time I heard that he lost his breath
Slutty's mum was looking at death
PointBlank nearly lost his leg
We had Striker doin' up bench
Must have lost his boots when we chopped his head
DRose is a well known patient
We got him times two, he's the doctors favourite
TT got aimed to [?]
Should've been in the grave but the doctors saved him
Training day that was [?]
Fifteen opp block tours no wavin'
Three AMs, I was raging, Belmarsh living out too impatient