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Mazza_l20 - Murdaside Lyrics
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[ Featuring Aitch, Potter Payper ]

I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate (yeah), got nicked with it, I'm certified (yeah)

Don't be rappin' 'bout no strap, that burner's not yours
Ask him where's he's from, he's not a Man', that boy from Stockport
Count them every summer, five years, I must be top four (yeah)
Broski in the nit for kickin' shit, that boy don't knock doors (whoosh)
V.I.P., don't need no ticket, I just go
Bitch, really run my city, half a ticket for one show
My neck cost more than the brizz, I lift my wrist up, I just glow
Had your favorite rapper sister in the crizzy on the snow
Free Samurai, back then we're screamin', "40 Gang" (yeah)
Ain't f*ckin' on no MILF, my broski really let that .40 bang (boom)
I just made two-fifty, bought a crib and gave my shorty bands
If feds are there, I'm gone, oi, Mazza, tell them where I'm from, yeah (woo)

I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified

Free Flock, he's in the wock he got like thirty-five
Why'd you put them bullets in your gun? You're not prepared to ride
We all wanna shoot, when it's time, we let the worker drive
Jump out, f*ck a drive-through, you get your burger fried
I don't wanna hear about no bootings if he nearly died
Put you on the news at six o'clock, that's that murder time
And I can't be f*ckin' with no rappers with them nursery rhymes
I've never heard your name, you probably heard of mine
I'm movin' like a terrorist, the rats are gettin' terrorized
They might need a therapist, degenerates, we're petrified
Done a few with callin' kid, he went to court and testified
Tryna get rid of all these rats like it's pesticides

I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified

Asked him where he's from, and he said, so I done it bait
Do it like I'm Twin, like I'm Cruise, tryna hit his
Me and Aggy B are off on road and we took Chase
He was talkin' gangster 'til I left him with a jook face
Stuck that pussy up against a wall like a bookcase
Always talkin' shit about some drills that never took place (liar)
Broski, nah, he can't cook a egg, but he can cook Flake
Thirty-six, I'm signin' all the shooters with some .38s
Where I'm from, if you got some beef, you get them hammers out
Bro hung up, there's screws all on the landin' with their scanners out
We got, and
From gas goin' up to (real)
This the suit up place, you out of place, you can't be hangin' 'round (still)

I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified
I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified

(I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry)
(Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside")
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I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate (yeah), got nicked with it, I'm certified (yeah)

Don't be rappin' 'bout no strap, that burner's not yours
Ask him where's he's from, he's not a Man', that boy from Stockport
Count them every summer, five years, I must be top four (yeah)
Broski in the nit for kickin' shit, that boy don't knock doors (whoosh)
V.I.P., don't need no ticket, I just go
Bitch, really run my city, half a ticket for one show
My neck cost more than the brizz, I lift my wrist up, I just glow
Had your favorite rapper sister in the crizzy on the snow
Free Samurai, back then we're screamin', "40 Gang" (yeah)
Ain't f*ckin' on no MILF, my broski really let that .40 bang (boom)
I just made two-fifty, bought a crib and gave my shorty bands
If feds are there, I'm gone, oi, Mazza, tell them where I'm from, yeah (woo)

I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified

Free Flock, he's in the wock he got like thirty-five
Why'd you put them bullets in your gun? You're not prepared to ride
We all wanna shoot, when it's time, we let the worker drive
Jump out, f*ck a drive-through, you get your burger fried
I don't wanna hear about no bootings if he nearly died
Put you on the news at six o'clock, that's that murder time
And I can't be f*ckin' with no rappers with them nursery rhymes
I've never heard your name, you probably heard of mine
I'm movin' like a terrorist, the rats are gettin' terrorized
They might need a therapist, degenerates, we're petrified
Done a few with callin' kid, he went to court and testified
Tryna get rid of all these rats like it's pesticides

I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified

Asked him where he's from, and he said, so I done it bait
Do it like I'm Twin, like I'm Cruise, tryna hit his
Me and Aggy B are off on road and we took Chase
He was talkin' gangster 'til I left him with a jook face
Stuck that pussy up against a wall like a bookcase
Always talkin' shit about some drills that never took place (liar)
Broski, nah, he can't cook a egg, but he can cook Flake
Thirty-six, I'm signin' all the shooters with some .38s
Where I'm from, if you got some beef, you get them hammers out
Bro hung up, there's screws all on the landin' with their scanners out
We got, and
From gas goin' up to (real)
This the suit up place, you out of place, you can't be hangin' 'round (still)

I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified
I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick, by me name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it, I'm certified

(I'm-I'm from a place if you got beef, you let your burner cry)
(Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside")
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Writer: Harrison James Armstrong, Jamel Bousbaa, James Robert Hoyland, Malcolm Graham, Tylian Jamel Francois
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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