[Flame] 🔥 Zone 2 - Judas Lyrics
[Intro]
MoneyEvery on the track
[Verse 1]
Numerous chingings
And he still wants to talk about scores
When he got bored and done no chingings
Skid round there with my R-O-D (crankers)
And do more fishings (ching)
Crowley yutes at night
At my side have my jail side sitting
I was Thameside livin’
Late nights on the phone to my missus
But they couldn’t keep me in the system (no way)
Still get cheffed in your wisdom (ching)
Push my 15 then twist it (ching ching)
Pull up with my Bruce
He’s tryna slap corn from a distance (clapback)
Get dipped in your head and chest
I don’t care if your Muslim or Christian (don’t give a toss)
Feeling like Bryson Tiller and Rihanna
I’ve been getting them wild, wild thoughts
Tryna hit a body
Leave em on the floor
Outlined by the chalks (dead up)
Always got my cutlery
But I leave the spoon and I had to leave the fork (got my shank)
Team full of messy eaters pouring way too much of that sauce (pouring)
They slapped one and they had no teeth
Running in shops, no heart you neek
Judas tryna buck double O 3
Blood on pave
Blood on streets
Knockout already got it in McDees
Zone 2 sweep John Ruskin Street (opps)
Rhyno n’ Loosescrew got it times 3
Why the hell do I beef these neeks (why?)
[Hook]
Judas
Still get the bruckback like fuck that let’s do this (clapback)
Still got the ting tucked let me rinse it off and leave it toothless
PS no safety and I’m crazy but you knew this (free Bruce)
Trizzla I’m ruthless (Trizzla!)
And I’m like Judas (Judas)
Still get the bruckback like fuck that let’s do this (clapback)
Still got the ting tucked let me rinse it off and leave it toothless
PS no safety and I’m crazy but you knew this (free Bruce)
Trizzla I’m ruthless (Trizzla!)
And I’m like Judas (Judas)
[Verse 2]
With Zone 2 drillers and HitSquad hitters (two)
I’m a Zone 2 stepper Pecknarm baby plug for the largest dippers
Shave man’s head no cancer (shanks)
I should call these shanks head clippers
My guys are Aryan racists
We hate them 17 niggas
Man fuck them 17 niggas (for the opps)
Super gassed and super savage
Probably LR that did the damage
No NCS we did the challenge
We didn’t even start the man running rammage
Bruce got that pump no flat tyre
Buss that ting like Quagmire
She wants my wood for her campfire
March you ain’t, you’re a damn liar
No sentence we got dots (dots)
No janitor we got mops (mops)
I want MAC10s I want Uzis
I swear down I want a lot (want it all)
Kwengface likes to bang a lot
Kick down doors for the prof’
My white don he’s got Charlie, so now we call him Sloth
Man, machine, in them cunch spots
Everyday you hear gun shots
Had grub with no lunchbox
It’s all fun and game until one drops
Man, machine, in them cunch spots
Everyday you hear gun shots
Had grub with no lunchbox
It’s all fun and game until one drops
[Hook]
Judas
Still get the bruckback like fuck that let’s do this (clapback)
Still got the ting tucked, let me rinse it off and leave it toothless
PS no safety and I’m crazy, but you knew this (free Bruce)
Trizzla I’m ruthless (Trizzla!)
And I’m like Judas (Judas)
Still get the bruckback like fuck that let’s do this (clapback)
Still got the ting tucked let me rinse it off and leave it toothless
PS no safety and I’m crazy but you knew this (free Bruce)
Trizzla I’m ruthless (Trizzla!)