Sons Of Scotland Presents: Werd N Deeko

Werd N Deeko Sons Of Scotland Presents: Werd N Deeko Lyrics
1.Drop It

Forever writing enlighten the night like thunder and lightning
And crashing and striking on these rappers to break them like
hymens
Stop wasting our time so what you can write but you could never
rhyme it
Don't tell me your freestyle is I'll cause a'l need it in
writing
You saw a movie and thought the hero was deeply inspiring
And told the world you were like him cause you fiend for
excitement
You stay hungry stay biting
You suffer from a personality crisis you want to be like us
A don't sleep walk but I sleep rhyme
Wake up in the middle of the night mid way through a punch line
Get out of my bed write it down if it's deep
So don't think am lying when I say I do this in my sleep
A had dreams of fucking a hip hop honey
But that's for later
Right now a concentrate on getting money wanting paper
But not these fucking A4 sheets
A want so much of it I can call Bill Gates cheap
This is our mixtape chief you just looking terrorized
Like a bus driver a teacher still in Columbine
Allot of things are on my mind
Moneys the main thing
Want to be a rapper saying look how my chain bling
Instead am stuck underground like a train
Saying I feel rich when I say rhymes
But that's not the same thing

And while this earth is rotating
Look up in the sky this is a star in the making


2.Bomb Threat

This is Werd n Deeko
Scotland UK to Iowa US
This is a B-side beat

I grab your neck to grab your attention
I am a bastard
Rip out your eardrum if you don't recognize the accent
I dinny think your comprehending or understanding
Put us over the rest interpreted as a fraction
You hurting us when asking what happened to the mixtape
What happened to the people that said it would never happen
Coming up with the tracks the best Scotland's got to offer
We the number one franchise beat the Loch-ness Monster
We north of the border but we planning to expand
Want to blow so we doing ciphers with Taliban
Went to the record companies who wanna sign us am
Trying to pull strings and climb the charts like am Spiderman
I'm fucked-in my writers hand
It's not masturbation
When I move on new tracks like Edinburgh city station
Edinburgh cities favorite we are top two dead or alive
And that's just off the first mixtape

A lyricist rapper emcee slash writer
Slash faces a fighter tighter than virgin vaginas
Son am brighter fire for joints call me lighter
Kick the mic like miters till you dig it like miners
It's off the hook like miners when they breaking the law
Am no a battle rapper rather pager breaking your jaw
Scotland we breaking the wall we're the illest you saw
Want to play a fucking game we make it sicker than Saw
Cause dead in the middle of little Edinburgh city we stay busy
But we're still no heard of like a sound fucking bizzy
It's a pity pretty nippy and shitty
But we knew it was tricky
Get sick eh all you typically picky little kitties
Plus I wouldn't waste a little bitty pitiful breath
Trying to amend if I offend in the text
Dead class bomb threats hit the club and best bets
We gets nights jumping like they where on chess sets