Songer- Ice N cream ft. Kamakaze

I'd Rather You Cheat · Songer

The Sunrise Project

℗ HARD REALITY

Released on: 2021-09-03

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songer - i'd rather you cheat

Songer - Basic

Songer - Fake As the Grass

Stop Playin' W Me

Love is a Lottery

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(Prod. By ECLIPSE7)
Mixed & Mastered: PressureMadeMusic

Lyrics:

It ain’t a race, it’s a marathon
Easy does it
I like my skater gyal but they’re all into greasy mullets
Blooming eck I’ve become a chef
You see me cooking
All these studio sessions keep on rinsing my weekly budget
Set the place a light
Got no care I pay the price
At the after party
Keep the curtains shut don’t say the time
I never lack
I get the bag
Step to man you’ll get a tan
Can tell you cap, pretend and act
Fact

I can’t get hip with fibs
I’ve always been legit
Please don’t ask me where do I see myself in life
I’m winging it
I’ll soon be flipping big no other option pick and mix
I’m on different wave right now it’s up to you to sink or swim
Drip or drown
It’s about time I show them what the kids about
It’s been a while
They’re thinking how
I’m at the top, not in the ground
I can’t be saying giz a pound
There ain’t no way you’ll bring us down
To the bottom
We’re uncommon
I’m tryna fuck up commas
Make them dollars in my pyjamas
Honest, I’ve been the hardest
A different artist
Don’t get me started
I’ll hit the target
Split your barnet straight into two
Like I’m a ninja

(Ahh sh*t, wait)
Here we go again
They fear me over them
(No)
I don’t like to bun in the day but at night I smoke the zest
Here we go again
They fear me over them
I’m just tryna take my time, ain’t living life with loads of stress

It ain’t a race, it’s a marathon
Easy does it
I like my skater gyal but they’re all into greasy mullets
Blooming eck I’ve become a chef
You see me cooking
All these studio sessions keep on rinsing my weekly budget
Set the place a light
Got no care I pay the price
At the after party
Keep the curtains shut don’t say the time
I never lack
I get the bag
Step to man you’ll get a tan
Can tell you cap, pretend and act
Fact

It’s a marathon, not a hundred metre dash
I’m on a hunt to see the cash
Soon I should complete my task
I wanna be relatable with the rap by speaking facts
I should probably pray to God, it takes a lot to be the man
To be the boss
To beat the odds
I’m tryna put Derby on the map, they’re copycats
Peeping Toms
They say I’m gonna reach the top
And see the gwop
It means a lot
You could never be my don and speak to opps has he forgot?

(Ahh sh*t, wait)
Here we go again
They fear me over them
(No)
I don’t like to bun in the day but at night I smoke the zest
Here we go again
They fear me over them
I’m just tryna take my time, ain’t living life with loads of stress

Marathon (Prod. By ECLIPSE7)

BLESSED

BLESSED (feat. Dizzee Rascal)

Produced, Written and Mixed by Monster Florence
Mastered by Mike Bozzi
Artwork by Scribbler
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Lyrics:

Baby just stop 
Baby on lock
Get it and bop 
Gimme that bloz 
Peas that I watch 
Not peas in a pod 
Yeah What do you want 
Civilian opp
Give brilliant top 
Yeah the panties just drop 
Tell her manakin stop stop
Stop in ya path 
Body and arms 
Keep calm 
No apology after spread her arse on the carpet 
Then her Make stand up like a comedy watch
10 past n gotta be gone 
Minute late n I’m posting a pic 
Showin ya face grabbing hold of my dick 
Pissed Askin for more like Oliver Twist 
A sick pup on Ona good night
Rabbid dog on bad one
Sipped drugs and I took flight 
Hancock on a mad one 
Hands up if act up with the man bruv 
No Katie or Anna be an anchor 
Hang up if she act touch are you mad love 
Handcuffed to bed pole get ya back struck 
That’s love 
Took it out went dry so i spat once
White flake everywhere no dandruff 
Give her jab to the ribs for the banter 
See a few peng friends now I’m gonna plow through like a tractor 

Says she wanna roll 
Roll Roll
With a nigga like me 
Yeah Yeah 
Baby you’re toast 
Toast Toast
Death to the regime
Yeah
Says she wanna roll 
Roll Roll
With a nigga like me 
Yeah Yeah 
Baby you don’t 
Don’t Don’t 
Death to the regime
Yeah
26 Ghosts
26 Ghosts
Says she wanna roll 
Baby you don’t 

Say she wanna roll why protest 
Wipes my wings then I might finesse
Floating High like flying lessons 
I’m flying less and floating more 
rest assure il get to shore 
Titanic end you’re gonna get bored 
Once was a corps at Barrymore pool party 
from the entrance dived in head 
First of course, Fuck You all
I like my money as ripe as eggs 
And Like my cheques Just like my ex 
That’s Never late and baby less 
Baby 2 played that game you played 
You bled x2
And you  dead 
Method man on methylene whilst method with a sket 
In Medellin Just Like I’m poison or pablo 
Finest flake that I can sample 
Hand On deck grab the handle 
Slam your bitch just like Kurt angle 
Say she wanna roll roll roll 
With a nigga like me buts it’s stress like a land lord 
In my favourite kangol 
Dawg I look Rambo 
Mixed with django 
Stacking it like i got no back bone 

Says she wanna roll 
Roll Roll
With a nigga like me 
Yeah Yeah 
Baby you’re toast 
Toast Toast
Death to the regime
Yeah
Says she wanna roll 
Roll Roll
With a nigga like me 
Yeah Yeah 
Baby you don’t 
Don’t Don’t 
Death to the regime
Yeah

Scoobidy boop
I look at the face 
I look at the back 
I look at the foot
If its all good 
Joogidy jook 

Now my girls ticked off
Looking at my to do list and she sees that ur girls ticked off
Thats my shooter there won’t ever see Kels in shot
And no we don’t buy no diamond rings but still we give girls some rocks
What else u got
she just wants smells in bags
I never said girls are slags
I just said
Slags 
She left in the morning 
She wanna come  back in the evening
And yeah I  know u beat it but I actually beat it
So I guess that was the reason that she never calls u back
Or responds to ur messages on whatsapp she just reads em
That’s Quite awks
Look at me on my high horse
These chicken nugs are to die for
Its just mm mm its just ahh
Stupendous 
Doing up long weekenders
no new friends but probably do need new friends though cos
I don’t need no new benders
Still she wanna roll

With a nigga like me 
Yeah Yeah 
Baby you’re toast 
Toast Toast
Death to the regime
Yeah

26 Ghosts

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