Inhaler, Pt. 2

Yo yo yo yo yo yo
 And it's Bru-C
 Hold tight the mandem raving a lot
 Hold tight the mandem raving a lot
 Hahahahaha
 Part two
 It's funny how they never wanna see me winning
 But I keep coming with bangers
 I done that from the beginning
 I been putting in the work
 And you've been putting in the chilling
 Now you're struggling in the deep end
 While I'm on holiday swimming
 I'm a lyric killing villain
 If I'm not rapping I'm singing
 Always got the vibe you feeling
 I go higher than the ceiling
 I got tricks like a magician
 I'm about to make a killing
 Ayo Banzai
 I think it's time we drop the fuckin' riddim
 Or shall we just keep it building up
 And building up again
 It is the wicked drum n bass
 Nah we ain't come here to pretend
 They be skanking in the week and
 Drinking up on the weekend
 Put your mother fucking hands up
 Cos' it's time to represent
 Let me drop it like a piece of litter
 Every time I speak I see the people waiting for the next lyric
 They'll see Bru-C deliver
 Dem man can't believe I'm iller
 Dead rappers I eat for dinner
 Funny how my name is getting fat
 And now I'm feeling bigger
 Turn it round and lick the titty
 Ride it down the liccle jitty
 I gettin skippy quickly on the riddim
 Got em feeling sickly
 Ain't got time to bill a spliffy
 I'm colder than a Mr Whippy
 British like a fuckin fish n chippy
 We go higher higher higher
 Step inside the place and we set it on fire
 Said you don't like Bru-C
 You're a liar
 I'm a top geezer, fuck danny dyer
 Gun fingers raisin up
 They go higher
 Flashin lights in the rave
 We get higher
 I say higher, you say higher
 Higher higher higher higher
 Mana get wavey on the weekend
 Dem boy lazy love to pretend
 Causin mayhem in the AM
 Might slide in a DM on the weekend
 6AM I'm drinking green tea
 Then go training with the PT
 Play my tune n then repeat me
 MP3, Vinyl or CD
 Since 2 double 0 7 I've been around
 With tunes that make your jaw spin around
 I walk to the spot drink all the ciroc
 Go back to my hotel crawling around
 Glug Glug I'm forcing it down
 Afters link I'm calling it now
 I play hard but work much harder
 That's why I be talk of the town
 In the office with Declan@Krudd
 Rehearsals mean the sets have got good
 Don't big up ya chest I'm not shook
 Can't keep up with the levels I'm on blud
 Rhymes the best of all shine at festivals
 She rides the dicks n likes the testicles
 Don't eat food with high cholesterol
 Like my fruit n like my vegtables
 Keep thinkin the things you don't know
 I'm 10 out of 10 yeah so so
 You're girl wants weed, got power puff girl
 For the brain jus like mojo jojo
 Keep doing the things you can't do
 Heavy on the track lyrics you can't move
 I need to take a breather
 Lets call this one Inhaler part 2
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 What we tellin' them? yeah yeah yeah
 Hold tight the mandem raving alot
 Hold tight the mandem raving alot
 Let's get you up dough
 (Yeah yeah)
 Hold tight the mandem raving again
 Make sure you invest the papers you spend
 Don't surrender to the flavours n trends
 Flip what ya stacked like mate you're a gem
 Some man buy new plates for their benz
 Brand new house in their favourite endz
 It's cool to go out on a wavey weekend
 But get back on track n start racing again
 Hold tight the mandem raving again
 Hold tight the mandem raving again
 Hold tight
 Hold tight
 Hold tight
 Hold tight
 Hold tight the mandem raving again
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 And it's Bru-C