CAN’T RELATE Lyrics by K-Trap
Still armed and dangerous
Hate when they think I ain’t
I was on the back of the bike with bro, ’cause me and him think the same
And he better fix his face
Got the cowboy with me holding six it’s laced
The T shirt’s 20 pound but the Cuban’s 60k
Passport says UK but I see a Brazilian frame
I see P hit suttin from across the road
Brilliant aim
I was with the yardies rolling dice
White rum and loads of bine
8k for the mash felt like it was overpriced
I can’t relate
I can’t relate
When these rappers rap, I can’t relate, all I hear is lies and fibs
If they ever kicked my bando door
I swear all they’ll find is bricks
I was sitting down loading clips before I could ever upload a vid
That’s true
I’m with suttin sexy tropic views, fly back straight to the trenches
Springfield with a clutch, that’s proper shoes
I’ve got old school morals, but I’ve got new gen pieces
I soon drop a tape, and bro soon out them gates that’s 2 releases
I’m live, but I’m still cautious, on a booting never felt nauseous
Outside, I’m used to the wild
I had a bulldog next to the scorpion
That’s patterned
Bro liked the mak so much would have married
A 10 like Danny Aarons, mash with corn cuban with the carrots
She ain’t seen a brick before
He should take it there, then buy a pair. Should have seen her tits before.
Had snow on a counter, press on the kitchen floor
You never pulled up, watch man, hop out, drill it, and see man hit the floor
I can’t relate
I can’t relate
When these rappers rap, I can’t relate, all I hear is lies and fibs
If they ever kicked my bando door
I swear all they’ll find is bricks
I was sitting down loading clips before I could ever upload a vid
That’s true
I’m with suttin sexy tropic views, fly back straight to the trenches
Springfield with a clutch, that’s proper shoes
I’ve got old school morals, but I’ve got new gen pieces
I soon drop a tape, and bro soon out them gates that’s 2 releases
