Zedz - 95 Lyrics

Okay then, let me chop it up
One take, mate, I ain't gonna cock it up
I was in the lab, baked, building a rocket up
Tell the plug that's a nice one, stock it up
Then I come through, bare fibers wadded up
How could man try tell me it's not nough
I just laughed to myself, said sorry bruv
Alright then, cool, what we telling 'em
Z E D to the Z, I'm ahead of 'em
I don't wanna work with dudes that I'm better than
Give me a verse on their tune, and I'm deading 'em
I just walk in the booth, start shelling 'em
Got a few scores that I should start settling
Tell friends text if it ain't too relevant
Missed call, but I ain't Jude, ain't belling 'em

It's cool, I ain't rude, still check on 'em
No fake love cos the truth's my element
Don't take drugs but I do puff medicine
Up, tryna think up stuff like Edison
So clear, when I speak, it's resonant
Won't hear me with a speech impediment
Come from defeat, now I'm keen and menacing
Jump on a beat and I beat these breddas in
I dunno if I'll climb to the top
Write til I rot, man, I rhyme like it's my job
Light up a bong, think that I'm right, when I'm wrong
Finding my spot, and I don't lie on a song
Never know what time to respond
To my bro Sam on the other side of the pond
Give thanks for the fact I'm alive to my God
I was feeling like it could've been my time, but it's not

Nah. It's not
English man, I don't do Hip Hop
But I was listening to Eminem way back
When I had a teacher, Miss Hislop
Learnt little bits, now my flow's shit hot
Yeah man, I mean that my flow's tip top
Write all summer long like Kid Rock
Then Z E D to the Z slips off
Then I come back, little bit of loud in a bum bag
Bun that, all the way down, not one drag
Need more, man, I should've brought a rucksack
But I ain't tryna get caught, man, f*ck that
I'll admit it man, I used to be a scumbag
Now I'm tryna do good, I'm brewing up a comeback
Fun fact, nuff prats wanna bug Zack
Yeah, I've got a few sus lads on my nut sack

Haha, nah, you know what I mean though
Them man there can't be my amigo
If you tell me don't swear in my tunes
Then you will get a big"f*ck you" like Cee Lo
Tear two shreds in your ego
Man, I'm old school like lems and Bebo
And please, no laughing at this
But I've got a few scars on my wrists like an emo
Still can't mess with my steelo
Try, and get left with a stitch, like Lilo
I'm a menace, striped jumper, I'm like Dennis
The guy with the dog from The Beano
I couldn't give a shit where the scene goes
Say what I feel, I don't spit for the reload
I'm too much, everything I touch gets f*cked
Like I can't control my libido

Yeah, anyway
Let me set it straight, yeah, I'm setting pace
When I'm getting blazed up, I think of the better days
Less stressed out, with a pouch full of lemon haze
Had a mad few years and I went astray
Then I f*cked up, got locked, yeah, I went away
I was in a cage, two man, no MMA
Buss bare jokes and we smoked up hella flavs
Wake up, hear bro say get a plate
Swear them days were the most that I'd ever ate
Weed lands on the landing, then we'd elevate
Bank transfer for the dank, won't hesitate
Smoke up in the cell, then vegetate
F*cked by seven, then I'm bunning up again at eight
Putting up pics, push pins, no sellotape
Toothpaste stained on the wall, tryna decorate

Now I jump on a beat and I detonate
Big bars and they hit hard, like a heavyweight
Zedz is sick, no shit, go tell a mate
Meds get lit, so quick, yeah, I medicate
Some man sip lean with their lemonade
That's not me, I smoke green, then I levitate
Cos I feel that rage rise up in me
I'm against the machine, I'm a renegade
But, if you need a verse
It's me you should shout for the feature first
I'm sick, but I still don't need a nurse
I'll put the beat in a coffin, it'll need a hearse
I prep for when I leave the Earth
I've been praying so long that my knees are burnt
I've got a girl telling friends that he's the worst
So I'll save her the agg and I'll leave her first