HB Freestyle RM (UK)
"HB Freestyle" by RM (UK), released in 2023, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of self-identity, resilience, and the hustle of urban life. The lyrics reflect personal struggles and triumphs, showcasing RM's lyrical prowess and authenticity. Unique elements include a dynamic beat and clever wordplay, resonating with listeners and contributing to the contemporary UK rap scene.
[RM]
Ama buck man when the time's right
I seen man die just for trying to be a wise guy
Mazzalina for my guys
My friend died so i had to bring a nine to his nine night
Live corn no MMA, cuban chatsis and chains get take away
Chilling with a snitch that suinn i could never rate
When i hear a opp get burned i go and celebrate
Them man have never let a strap blow, two different mashes
When i am eating in nando's
Two for a shank in jail, on road it's a rambo, hardest bars you can ask Joe
Man get gassed cause they did a one drill, must of thought that my big four sizzy gone still
See i pull man's plug show you niggas not real
Grab man it's a bit of a sticky one still
Level 3 Vest, two plates that's the army one
Big four pound and i got it from a marli done
Trex got the rolly, but me i got the carti on
If the door's to tight, Man will lock the party off
Talk about guns but you never been a shotter
Me and you know you ain't ain't got it in your locker
Heatseeker, find yards that are hotter
It's kinda peak Dargg, if your trying to be cropper
It's a takeover, RM no messing
Everyone know's you ain't never did a cheff'ing
My dargg got any type of funk then i stepping
Could have 10 bodies on a mash, i won't sell it
Burst on a man, then i swerve and dip
And my dargg got food like Jerk & Twist
Touch Trex i slap your dome
Am in the ride out car, listening to Snap Capone
Yard stop, coping me a rice and a callaloo
Then i go blaze two zutes on a avenue
Man think they bad, RM am on a mazza too
And there's Akh's round me that would slap at yute
Ama buck man when the time's right
I seen man die just for trying to be a wise guy
Mazzalina for my guys
My friend died so i had to bring a nine to his nine night
Live corn no MMA, cuban chatsis and chains get take away
Chilling with a snitch that suinn i could never rate
When i hear a opp get burned i go and celebrate
Them man have never let a strap blow, two different mashes
When i am eating in nando's
Two for a shank in jail, on road it's a rambo, hardest bars you can ask Joe
Man get gassed cause they did a one drill, must of thought that my big four sizzy gone still
See i pull man's plug show you niggas not real
Grab man it's a bit of a sticky one still
Level 3 Vest, two plates that's the army one
Big four pound and i got it from a marli done
Trex got the rolly, but me i got the carti on
If the door's to tight, Man will lock the party off
Talk about guns but you never been a shotter
Me and you know you ain't ain't got it in your locker
Heatseeker, find yards that are hotter
It's kinda peak Dargg, if your trying to be cropper
It's a takeover, RM no messing
Everyone know's you ain't never did a cheff'ing
My dargg got any type of funk then i stepping
Could have 10 bodies on a mash, i won't sell it
Burst on a man, then i swerve and dip
And my dargg got food like Jerk & Twist
Touch Trex i slap your dome
Am in the ride out car, listening to Snap Capone
Yard stop, coping me a rice and a callaloo
Then i go blaze two zutes on a avenue
Man think they bad, RM am on a mazza too
And there's Akh's round me that would slap at yute
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