Shoutout Cereal box made of rubber bands mate
Pretty Good
Pull Up
Mans just started, cant chat to me about whos departed
Take classes, this beat is sick pull it up restart it, Pass it
To a very very very Sexy Geezer, thats me, man cant see me
Man cant chat to me about easy peasy, thats Weezy
Oi nah, JME, No jokes im
J to the O to the E
Weller on the mic all day and night
I dont want fuss im not that type
Look at your skull, its bloody Rawkus
That crazy haircut, looks like a tortoise
My names Joe Weller, not Cinderella
Im not that bait, im not that fella
Weller on the mic, and im here to stay
Never gonna stop, gonna make that change
Still up in the ends, revving on a bends
You're not my friend, so dont pretend
Look at my Nan, shes a 10
Whippin' it 2 million percent
Man get stronger, man cant chat to me about right or wronger
That kids no longer, putting up a fight that i can not conquer
Thats just me, i love smashing the pots and pans
And my top of the range mate Luke
He likes plucking the Rubber Bands
Spitting real bars, cause thats what i do
Im bringing positivity but sticking to my roots
Take time learn the basics
Hate on me? Thats time wasted
Just face it, dedicate it
Pull out the bread and carbohydrate it
Pull up at the parks so loud they cant take it
Richer than the pace so fast they cant break it
Just make it, don t fake it
If you've got a dream, go ahead man chase it
Thats right
Representing the Eastborne Mafia
Just stay true to yourself mate
You are you
Believe

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