MAD1

Written and performed by Fasthands

Gotta start the year off right
Seems like everybody in the club wants fights
If you ain't talking words on a page you can go ahead and go fly your kite
I like to keep it light, glasses on my face cuz I got no sight
Nugs in a bag cuz I smoke that shite, don't give a fuck about the smoking site
Fuck your crew I roll you up in a zoot
Grind up a gram with a tea in my hand and if Stormz want beef I'll clash him too
Everybody be like "Who are you?"
Keep to myself but I keep to the tunes
Switch up the vibe at the garage at night, make Central Cee feel he's brand new

Hook: 

Everybody be like "Who are you?, if I do well you'll know me soon. 
Big FH but you can call me D-Droid, lighting up the flame, kush green like a Metroid. (x2)

FASTHANDS - W.A.Y. (prod. Daveyoh_)

A self-produced extended play of instrumentals I've made recently and the start of a new series.

Hope you all enjoy.

Rinse

Pull Up

Rusty

Pepper

All credit goes to the artist.

Original Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWbTd3YXIyw

Frisco - When I Come Thru (Unofficial Remix)

All credit goes to JDZ and the artist.

Original Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHJnpece8WY

Dialect - Spitfire Freestyle (Unofficial Remix)

Lyrics:

Man in the mirror but I’m not talking MJ
Helmet on the floor, meet the foe eye to eye
Me against I, always ends in a tie
Lame vs schitz, both rap till we’re empty
…Real nutcase
Shoot don’t stab I’m not tryna make a cut case
….Fuck a slut’s face
Crack his head like an egg call him coconut face
…always chaos with the peace
Life on a lease, still run from police 
Draco got robbed now I’m going on a warpath
Not taking your path, always need more wrath
Rounds getting sprayed, mad casings on the floor
Shot a man through the door he got bullets in his core
And I treat him like a whore make him beg for his life
He goes for a knife put an end to his life 

It’s all just the same
I got points to be made, but they’re not adding up
My life’s like a game, and it’s feeling too tame
I’m all at this alone, even down one cup (x2)

…Blood stains in the trunk
Left by some punk he was tweaking off the ket
Not the worst I met but his face pissed me off
Beat his ass to death like Lee when he’s drunk 
Junk, just another for the pigs
Slaughterhouse shit, give the rum a couple a swigs
Leatherface vibes, imma let the meat rot
Cuddle with a thot, she’s not smoking no pot
…Bitch I stole this shit myself
Grabbed it off a shelf, but I ditched all the stealth
Bring balance to his day when i stomp him in the face
Minimise a chase, so I don’t leave a trace
28 grams, still got claret on the bag
Step over the corpse and I make a quick exit
Life just repeats, these days it’s a drag
Used to have a house now I’m hiding in a bed sit 

It’s all just the same
I got points to be made, but they’re not adding up
My life’s like a game, and it’s feeling too tame
I’m all at this alone, even down one cup (x4)

Under The Mask

Rapper and producer. I like grime and hip hop.