Backroad Young LS

[Intro]
(Legendary made this one)

[Chorus]
I'm on a backroad lurkin'
Servin', then I'm earnin'
Clock a jack from a distance, if I see him, then I'm burnin'
Got me polly from Morocco, double up, got it workin'
I've got foreign in me blood, the whip speaks German
He's got a mask, black leathers, two slugs, long stick, no drum
One bullet to ye wig, straight kip, job done
Man down like shit, now the chopper's in the air
That's another brother nicked
Can't take it, bro, I'm pissed

[Verse 1]
And it's logic 'cause I tell them fuck flicks
Use fists, fuck sticks, cop cribs
But they love it like a bitch
Heard he spent a bit money on his wrist
But he lives a fuckin' lie 'cause his mum's livin' skint
If I spin a box of that
I make a bevvy, make a drink
Bend her over on the sink
I'm a cheeky little shit, repetition, I'm a prick
Yeah, I come from darks days
So the industry could never make me change me fuckin' ways
I put a bally on me face
Nah, I've never caught a case
He said he's on the fuckin' field, but I seen him on the bench
And I'm comin' from a place where the skinnys take your head
Send ya west, leave ya messed
Now they tell me I'm the best
Two lanes like a vest
I just say it how it is
Repetition took the piss
Come and take a shot at me, l can guarantee you miss
Fuck ya wish
Fuck ya bitch
Fuck ya snitch
Late night, take a risk in the car, took a trip