Tim & Barry No Miming lyrics
No Miming
Tim & Barry
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[Intro]
Oi, I'm screaming "Fuck the opps"
They got how many fucking linkups happening and bodies still fucking drop
It's embarrassing
Yo, look, yo
[Verse 1]
We had Towners hopping them counters
And that's no cap, we had many encounters
We're sounders, big ting got the powers
We still put shells in their back like Bowser
They lay flowers, but don't ride like cowards
Them man try come to the block and got countered
We spent hours, their blood pours like showers
He ain't gonna make it home base like rounders
How's your mum, she good, yeah?
Don't lie and try say that you're good there
If you stepped out, got bun out his hood wear
Funny how one day made it a good year
It's weird how the opps tells opps we're a threat
'Cause we ain't like them doing drills on the net
Any IC3 on their block gets checked
If they spin this ride then it might go left
And bro say we speak in code
Do it like Bumblebee in Transformers
Bro don't speak on his mobile phone
Cats know what it is, so he just takes orders
Plug said COVID, the price went high
Cah the big man here wanna shutdown borders
Shit got real, so a few man changed
Said they wanna new path like The Rock in Ballers
[Chorus]
My angle is crystal clean
Was it us? Like yes indeed
In and out, so I can't be scene
If shit goes left, they spill them beans
They can't get right or so that seems
Real type, it's up in my jeans
Get dropped out for the clout I mentioned
Still roll 'round with the teams
[Verse 2]
Coulda been worse when your bro burst
But it's like somehow he bounced back and survived it
I know he got told if he lost more juice
Then it's straight no way a next time he's surviving
And bro said "Roll with a gunman stance"
When it gets to the point then it's close one eyelid
No we ain't done, we don't leave it to chance
On a work man flex, duck man in my Hi Vis
But the opps them know this
Thought we had the 1-9 like COVID
We made the opps do the Hocus Pocus
Glocks and .9s or it's shotty Revolvers
Hold up, what happened to [?]?
On a [?] anything goes
They sound top tier when they talk on tracks
They ain't on shit if the truth be told
You already know that we speak in code
My opps ain't bad, they ain't beating sticks
Break that down if I said it to bro
No buttons like after the iPhone 6
We copped new heat and they all get hammered
You might get corned if you're up in that mix
And if you get caught that's your head back splattered
Or this might open your chest like Vicks
[Chorus]
My angle is crystal clean
Was it us? Like yes indeed
In and out, so I can't be scene
If shit goes left, they spill them beans
They can't get right or so that seems
Real type, it's up in my jeans
Get dropped out for the clout I mentioned
Still roll 'round with the teams
Oi, I'm screaming "Fuck the opps"
They got how many fucking linkups happening and bodies still fucking drop
It's embarrassing
Yo, look, yo
[Verse 1]
We had Towners hopping them counters
And that's no cap, we had many encounters
We're sounders, big ting got the powers
We still put shells in their back like Bowser
They lay flowers, but don't ride like cowards
Them man try come to the block and got countered
We spent hours, their blood pours like showers
He ain't gonna make it home base like rounders
How's your mum, she good, yeah?
Don't lie and try say that you're good there
If you stepped out, got bun out his hood wear
Funny how one day made it a good year
It's weird how the opps tells opps we're a threat
'Cause we ain't like them doing drills on the net
Any IC3 on their block gets checked
If they spin this ride then it might go left
And bro say we speak in code
Do it like Bumblebee in Transformers
Bro don't speak on his mobile phone
Cats know what it is, so he just takes orders
Plug said COVID, the price went high
Cah the big man here wanna shutdown borders
Shit got real, so a few man changed
Said they wanna new path like The Rock in Ballers
[Chorus]
My angle is crystal clean
Was it us? Like yes indeed
In and out, so I can't be scene
If shit goes left, they spill them beans
They can't get right or so that seems
Real type, it's up in my jeans
Get dropped out for the clout I mentioned
Still roll 'round with the teams
[Verse 2]
Coulda been worse when your bro burst
But it's like somehow he bounced back and survived it
I know he got told if he lost more juice
Then it's straight no way a next time he's surviving
And bro said "Roll with a gunman stance"
When it gets to the point then it's close one eyelid
No we ain't done, we don't leave it to chance
On a work man flex, duck man in my Hi Vis
But the opps them know this
Thought we had the 1-9 like COVID
We made the opps do the Hocus Pocus
Glocks and .9s or it's shotty Revolvers
Hold up, what happened to [?]?
On a [?] anything goes
They sound top tier when they talk on tracks
They ain't on shit if the truth be told
You already know that we speak in code
My opps ain't bad, they ain't beating sticks
Break that down if I said it to bro
No buttons like after the iPhone 6
We copped new heat and they all get hammered
You might get corned if you're up in that mix
And if you get caught that's your head back splattered
Or this might open your chest like Vicks
[Chorus]
My angle is crystal clean
Was it us? Like yes indeed
In and out, so I can't be scene
If shit goes left, they spill them beans
They can't get right or so that seems
Real type, it's up in my jeans
Get dropped out for the clout I mentioned
Still roll 'round with the teams
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