Behind Barz Part 1 Songtext
von Aystar

Link up TV (Jamie Music)
"Behind Barz" ("Behind Barz")
Big up all my niggas you get me
Liverpool
"Scousematic 2" out soon
You know what the fuck it is
Yeah

They said "Aystar bro, you′re soon to blow"
I said, "I know"
If you've only just got onto that rudeboy then you′re slow
Got niggas next to me that have already blue like they're trying to mix paint
Already blue, I ain't tryina mix paint


Look, I′m tryina mix metal big rolly big bezel
Them man there are phony, kid settle
The type to say they got the peng kush
And then you get there, and they be trying to show me this nettle
Nigga that′s not holy grail
Nigga that's holy nettle
I mean, I know holy grail
Comes a little bit straggly sometimes but fucking hell

You can′t sell man shit bud
I'll take that shit bud, and you won′t get shit blud
You'll be standing there pissed, blud
Just fuck off with that shit bud
Look, we only smoking flavours
Weed so loud I think I′ve woke the neighbors
We only smoking flavours
Weed so loud I think I've woke the neighbors, listen

You can't sell man shit bud
I′ll take that shit bud, and you won′t get shit blud
You'll be standing there pissed, blud
Just fuck off with that shit bud
We only smoking flavours
Weed so loud I think I′ve woke the neighbors
We only smoking flavours
Weed so loud listen, yo, look


Driving round doing '60s in a 20 (eight-, eight-, eight-)
80′s in a 30 Onners in a 40 (nigga, nigga, nigga)
Nigga we're straight naughty
Nothing nice over there
If you′d have seen the sprayer that man copped the other day nigga, it's naughty
Nigga had it out on cam, I'm like "You mad"
This shit looks like it holds about 40
I ain′t tryina go to court G

I ain′t tryina smell pork
We did a little of neapy something say bye when I press sport (say, say, say)
Say bye when I press sport
Real life go karts, bet I get the best score (score)
Bet I get the best score
I'm ready to die, what do I need a vest for?
What do I need a vest for?
When we see the weed supply, bet I get the best draw, why?
Cah

You can′t sell man shit bud
I'll take that shit bud, and you won′t get shit blud
You'll be standing there pissed, blud
Just fuck off with that shit bud
We only smoking flavours
Weed so loud I think I′ve woke the neighbors
We only smoking flavours
Weed so loud I think I've woke the neighbors, nigga

You can't sell man shit bud
I′ll take that shit bud, and you won′t get shit
You'll be standing there pissed
Just fuck off with that shit
Hah, we only smoking flavours
Weed so loud I think I′ve woke the neighbors
We only smoking flavours
Weed so loud listen, yo, look

Recognition, it's all about repetition
The Smith & Wessons sick you should see the weapon glisten
Where I′m from, niggas end up dead or in prison
Nigga said I'm dead but when you get a second listen
The bars that I′m spitting are forbidden
The bars that he's spitting I'm just listening like
"Nigga, is he kidding? Nigga, who is he kidding?"
Them man seen their arse when they seen the Uzi spittin′

Catch me on a late night booky mission
Or I might be with your bitch, I got her cooking in the kitchen
I ain′t stupid, I ain't slipping
I got a shooter and a kitchen
I got a shooter and a kitchen
And if I shoot, then I ain′t missing
If I shoot, then I ain't missing
If I hit man with the Ruger this yute man′s going missing

(Jamie Music)
(Music, music, music)