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N4T - Beginning of The End Lyrics



N4T - Beginning of The End Lyrics
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They hate the raps because they canʼt get in
They hate the posts and the marketing
This picture I paint, I mark on him
Chat loads, when he sees me itʼs Parkinsons
And in my life, I've parked in sin
On the double yellow line with no care
Some man, got no hope
And no life, but Moncler
French ting, loves to be up in, mon care
Chatting to my nieces
Love that they needing, I canʼt give em that
So its dough that Iʼm needing (kneading)
Selling food to buy food
16, I was dating at Gauchos
Hiding it from wave, because I don't really think
That heʼd look at me the same
Nah not because heʼs innocent
I've been tryna act like a good heart civilian
How could I tell my bad bredrins
That Iʼm doing what theyʼre doing
When I've been tryna encourage brilliance
Never meet your heroes, pay attention
And youʼll see theyʼre the villain
Selling food, and your shop makes a killing
Destroying all the lives, from the stomachs
That you been in
It's a Dog eat Dog world, and I gotta eat
Cannibal, cannon ball, black balled
In this economy, Blackpool, of yutes
They donʼt see (sea) life properly
Coasting for paper (payper), is a jar, no pottery
Its the end times
I could speed it up with some enzymes
I could be that young pro-teen (protein) like I'm peptide
Salt I could pep guys
On my ends, lost friends
Hanging loose from the neck ties, Ima next guy
Smoking benz, they on edge
"You alright?", yeah I'm blessed fine
They donʼt know among the living is a dead guy
That deads guys
Seeing all the sinning, wanting it so Iʼm seen as the peng type
Look at a star go, embedded in the sky
Penge or SE25, didn't have a nank
In his cargo, if its not 7s, CR0
All the yutes murders that I seen
They donʼt put it on your screen
Got me wondering where the heart go
Where the niggas cant turn old
South Norwood and Upper
Yeah the schools grow their own code
In the winter, niggas so cold
It's like the bodies gone stiff
With all the banging on the strip
Gonna have these niggas banging in a crypt
Caught em on the mains, I might bang him with the stick
Turnt a nigga burnt, like some charcoal
Young guys
With dreams of Bentleys
They ain't making it in
Lewi or Croy at twenty
The kʼs on the gs been weighing on my chest
Cradle in the arms, cradling your dargs
"Cant cry with the mandem, Ima cry in death"
"Till my kidney bleeds out, Ima rep this set"
And mummyʼs trying her best like, but how
Can I live knowing, I ain't give her the best life
How can someone be living and dead, guys
I told you among the living, thereʼs sinning
Thereʼs dead, guys, and more time
It's the ends, that deads guys
Why you think they call it a means to an end, it ends, lives
Its the end times
I could speed it up with some enzymes
I could be that young pro-teen (protein) like I'm peptide
Salt I could pep guys
On my ends, lost friends
Hanging loose from the neck ties, Ima next guy
Smoking benz, they on edge
"You alright?", yeah I'm blessed fine
They donʼt know among the living is a dead guy
That deads guys
Seeing all the sinning, wanting it so
Ima homebody, don't like being outside
How can you question my motives
Whether on these sides or on them sides
Ty got a stick like heʼs Moses, heʼs the Victor
Though Ty missed
I wondered, how them man would feel like Foden
Lowkey (loki), Ty, fathered the hammers
Like Odin
He gotta four like Declan Rice, you canʼt act all jecked
Then hide (hyde), we gotta lionheart
Step with pride, in a party
With the steps on right
And a girl with a don, thatʼs really tryna
Peck em, right (rye)
A was cooking
Way before Edenham
Way before the girls acted like they needed man
(Damn)
I've always been a science fan
Bang man, if he owes me
And that bill ain't nigh (nye) like the science man
Check L, we cant let that slide
Leave mum's asking for a tissue, and we do comply (come ply)
It's Judgement day, donʼt judge mans life
And, in a messed up way
I hate and love this life
Clutch and Drive, lurking winter season
Gotta clutch that knife, we ain't bimbos
We just tryna blow so fly
(Angel: it's not okay)
I already thought my nigga blood been cold
Before he went and died
(F*ck)
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English

They hate the raps because they canʼt get in
They hate the posts and the marketing
This picture I paint, I mark on him
Chat loads, when he sees me itʼs Parkinsons
And in my life, I've parked in sin
On the double yellow line with no care
Some man, got no hope
And no life, but Moncler
French ting, loves to be up in, mon care
Chatting to my nieces
Love that they needing, I canʼt give em that
So its dough that Iʼm needing (kneading)
Selling food to buy food
16, I was dating at Gauchos
Hiding it from wave, because I don't really think
That heʼd look at me the same
Nah not because heʼs innocent
I've been tryna act like a good heart civilian
How could I tell my bad bredrins
That Iʼm doing what theyʼre doing
When I've been tryna encourage brilliance
Never meet your heroes, pay attention
And youʼll see theyʼre the villain
Selling food, and your shop makes a killing
Destroying all the lives, from the stomachs
That you been in
It's a Dog eat Dog world, and I gotta eat
Cannibal, cannon ball, black balled
In this economy, Blackpool, of yutes
They donʼt see (sea) life properly
Coasting for paper (payper), is a jar, no pottery
Its the end times
I could speed it up with some enzymes
I could be that young pro-teen (protein) like I'm peptide
Salt I could pep guys
On my ends, lost friends
Hanging loose from the neck ties, Ima next guy
Smoking benz, they on edge
"You alright?", yeah I'm blessed fine
They donʼt know among the living is a dead guy
That deads guys
Seeing all the sinning, wanting it so Iʼm seen as the peng type
Look at a star go, embedded in the sky
Penge or SE25, didn't have a nank
In his cargo, if its not 7s, CR0
All the yutes murders that I seen
They donʼt put it on your screen
Got me wondering where the heart go
Where the niggas cant turn old
South Norwood and Upper
Yeah the schools grow their own code
In the winter, niggas so cold
It's like the bodies gone stiff
With all the banging on the strip
Gonna have these niggas banging in a crypt
Caught em on the mains, I might bang him with the stick
Turnt a nigga burnt, like some charcoal
Young guys
With dreams of Bentleys
They ain't making it in
Lewi or Croy at twenty
The kʼs on the gs been weighing on my chest
Cradle in the arms, cradling your dargs
"Cant cry with the mandem, Ima cry in death"
"Till my kidney bleeds out, Ima rep this set"
And mummyʼs trying her best like, but how
Can I live knowing, I ain't give her the best life
How can someone be living and dead, guys
I told you among the living, thereʼs sinning
Thereʼs dead, guys, and more time
It's the ends, that deads guys
Why you think they call it a means to an end, it ends, lives
Its the end times
I could speed it up with some enzymes
I could be that young pro-teen (protein) like I'm peptide
Salt I could pep guys
On my ends, lost friends
Hanging loose from the neck ties, Ima next guy
Smoking benz, they on edge
"You alright?", yeah I'm blessed fine
They donʼt know among the living is a dead guy
That deads guys
Seeing all the sinning, wanting it so
Ima homebody, don't like being outside
How can you question my motives
Whether on these sides or on them sides
Ty got a stick like heʼs Moses, heʼs the Victor
Though Ty missed
I wondered, how them man would feel like Foden
Lowkey (loki), Ty, fathered the hammers
Like Odin
He gotta four like Declan Rice, you canʼt act all jecked
Then hide (hyde), we gotta lionheart
Step with pride, in a party
With the steps on right
And a girl with a don, thatʼs really tryna
Peck em, right (rye)
A was cooking
Way before Edenham
Way before the girls acted like they needed man
(Damn)
I've always been a science fan
Bang man, if he owes me
And that bill ain't nigh (nye) like the science man
Check L, we cant let that slide
Leave mum's asking for a tissue, and we do comply (come ply)
It's Judgement day, donʼt judge mans life
And, in a messed up way
I hate and love this life
Clutch and Drive, lurking winter season
Gotta clutch that knife, we ain't bimbos
We just tryna blow so fly
(Angel: it's not okay)
I already thought my nigga blood been cold
Before he went and died
(F*ck)
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Writer: Nathaniel Simms-Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: N4T
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Nathaniel Simms-Brown

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