BigAreBen - 27 Years Of Art Lyrics

All I want is clean sheets like am Goldie standing on the post taking shots like I'm Caslas.
We used to stay afloat 8n the shallow now we go deep ,
Cops give you fish and they Come for your deep freeze.
I stack on on my self chopping heads like a locust.
I might be a men living large like Pablo but in the end look Ma no hands like Che black boy is gone Bear .
Gang on gang who cares streets violence they'll say or he shot back on chase.
I've seen niggas die for bate and I've seen niggas die for hoes and drinks,
I'd rather chop a Bong than to die for a drip.
I take life as a long strip and am still on my Day one strip.
Counting on this day and night shift like a prisoner just smashed beers with my niggas at midnight.
Phoney niggas get crashed robbing niggas we were raised by ,
Your uncle was a G the only reason why you live we'll Be respecting his blood why you living like the one you aint Never stole a penny you aint never stole a pen,
You Should gets your self a job before you gets you locked up
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I did I Done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
I did I done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body i live in .
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body I live in.
Yeah hey
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I did I Done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
I did I done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body i live in .
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body I live in.
Yeah hey
Oh


Some of my niggas are trapped in the trench they couldn't make it home only made they way out,
Living on the road until they lay on the side that's a bad bitch got that young nigga dead.
Living like a toff he got killed by speed mad man heard that OG rob banks cops shot him down right in front of his Kids,
We were school boys in shirts and Grey's.
Some niggas bunked school for the free smoke days got beat by cops when they hit the bando I was at the Bat doing Drums and art,
As a Teenage boy eating cakes and milk one thing I found out in the streets they say crime is art When you do it Right.
My "vase" so good I can "outshine" Clive.
I got that touch this is why I do art,
One man Thing in the yard by my self , if I made it back home I'm gone buy That drink pop pour it on ice ,
Uber my girl on some quality time or ride with the bros taking fives
At night making bad girls twerk living like Toffs...


I did I Done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
I did I done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body i live in .
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body I live in.

I did I Done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
I did I done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body i live in .
Tryna figure out what comes first the soul or the body I live in.

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