Astroid Boys - Mask Lyrics

Lyrics Mask - Astroid Boys



These days too much boy wanna chat about gass
And you always gassed
Somebody pass me the mask
It's all gone mad
If you ever mention the gang somebody might get slapped
Pass me the match
These days too much boy wanna chat about gass
So somebody pass me the mask
Man gotta grow up, don't be a show up
Man's been working, man's gunna blow up
We got links, we got connects
Man I got girls, your bitch goes to the vet
Man's so hands on don't you forget
How I go hard, dem man loads of regret
I been out grindin', owning a set, all my life and don't you forget
I like change of course (of course)
AB never changing course (never changing course)
Some man climbing to the top of the hill
Some man dem chilling by the wall (some chilling by the wall)
I used to be hitting by the wall
Trust man I go hard for in bits
For the music thing we be risking it all
And that's just half of the shit man have been through
Every time I take a step back another dream's true
Man never take a four, I never need to
Pure to the core, score whenever I need to but I still duck
When it's nee-noo, nee-noo, nee-noo, nee-noo, nee-noo
Everybody paranoid, everybody gone
Seem too keen to leave, you know it's on
Big man thing to keep your chin checked like what?
Should I hold back?
I got the world in my hands, that's why I don't clap
Can't say sorry for my mistakes
Ain't nobody saying sorry for the scars that I have
Earned my stripes, deserve my stripes
And still I hear man saying their life is mad
Been down, got back up and keep going
You can't say I never earned the life I have
Gassed, always gassed
Them boys always gassed, pass me the mask
Gassed, always gassed
Them boys always gassed, pass me the mask
These days too much boy wanna chat about gass
And you always gassed
Somebody pass me the mask
It's all gone mad
If you ever mention the gang somebody might get slapped
Pass me the match
These days too much boy wanna chat about gass
So somebody pass me the mask
It's H-D-A double
S on the mic, I'm trouble
I'm out in the night with a couple
G's in the night that'll bark with a muzzle
In my eyes, my G's are above all
You can't say Cardiff's got bun all
And it seems your stuck in a tunnel
Jump on a mic and I'll burst your bubble
You don't want beef no more, the olders
No more check backs over the shoulder
When I touch mic, I feel I'm the coldest
When I touch base I feel I'm the boldest one
'Cause I'm not the one and only but I'm the only one
That's done what I done and come from where I come from
Yeah that's done
No I don't chat too much, that's done (done)
No I don't gass too much, that's done (done)
Man speak facts on a track, fire burn (bun)
All in farmer for man better run
Grew up on Killah, P Rico and Flow (Flow)
That's how you know I'm a done and I won
Got a whole squad like boy better know
Now got I to show you man what I'm on
See I'm an injured youth with a plaster
And I'm broke so you know that's a factor
I take action but I'm not an actor
Realise that the world is backwards
When I'm in the booth, the window get shatter
Dem a chat too much or gossip and natter, whats the matter?
'Cause you man get served like shish on a platter
(These days too much boy wanna chat about)
(These days too much boy wanna chat about)
(These days too much boy wanna chat about)
(These days too much boy wanna chat about)
Gassed, always gassed
Them boys always gassed, pass me the mask
Gassed, always gassed
Them boys always gassed, pass me the mask
These days too much boy wanna chat about gass
And you always gassed
Somebody pass me the mask
It's all gone mad
If you ever mention the gang somebody might get slapped
Pass me the match
These days too much boy wanna chat about gass
So somebody pass me the mask
Gassed, always gassed (these days too much boy wanna chat about gass)
Them boys always gassed, pass me the mask
(These days too much boy wanna chat about gass)
Gassed, always gassed (these days too much boy wanna chat about gass)
(These days too much boy wanna chat about gass)
Gassed, always gassed
Exactly bro, I've seen my little cousin shot in chains
Bracelet and ice, he's 15, he don't know nothing about life
So he's walking around with a chain going back
To his mum's house ya (yeah) know what I mean?
(So somebody pass me the mask)



Writer(s): Benjamin Kendell, Philip Davies, Elliot Louis Brussalis


Astroid Boys - Broke
Album Broke
date of release
29-09-2017




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