Intro - Fast high-hats, hard 808 slides) Yo, brap! This is the new wave, man. Hoxton movement still putting in work. RedPitch is the signature, the stamp, the official tag. You know the sound, you know the drill. Let's go. Yoooo!
(Verse 1: Lil Slipz - Flow inspired by Jagga Bootz V1) I’m running missions daily, or posted, waiting for the call, I tell the young boy, "Pattern the skeng, don't let the stick fall." We get round on the ride-out, bore through your armour, tear through your chest, Awake before sunrise, your whole defence was put to the test. Me and the brother tryna glide on them, no remorse, no second thought, Your trap house is empty, your whole life is short and improperly bought. We never get caught lackin', we move when they sleep, when they rest, They scream and they bail when the RedPitch pressure starts to crest.
Jailhouse living, they really had my bro on segregation for a week, See man just run up in the wing, made a statement with a leak. A couple got their whole front cheffed up—that’s the lesson we teach, Violation I’m facing, but the message will always reach. Pissed, cah now they got the whole wing on basic restriction, The govs are lying, their policy is a fiction. They said I can't leave the block without a firm prescription, The life that I live is war, gotta prepare for the infliction.
Bro told me that he drenched three yutes right on the main strip, Cah they were chatting bare tensions on a live Snap clip. Shit den mad, you don't wanna get caught in the flip, Your whole crew will be gone with a single whip and a skrr. Okay, okay, let's keep it like the old school days, Big rusty dotz sitting low in the ride that we raise, And the shells will hit your face, leaving you in a permanent haze. I hate yutes that talk on my name, they don't know the rates— But you don't do drills like I say.
Your bro got put in the ground, and the block knows you're still soft and lame. Them man are fraudulent, who do I blame? Free up my guys who are locked behind them steel gates. Your guy got shaved and you ain't rid back, you should be ashamed. We went to your territory, thirty minutes later it's all taped. What can I say? Life is a chase, I had to link bae to clean the face. Free Lil C, that’s my brother for life, we used to get the bag every day. And I put a couple man on ban from the endz, they can’t come back to stay. RedPitch block I was scoping, tryna catch me a quick tray (Target).
(Verse 2: Reekz - Flow inspired by Jagga Bootz V2) Slip or slide in the field, get chopped, if you ever drop the heat, How many times have I been in the bando chopping up the white into the rock (Clean)? I said free all my bros in the box, time flies when the freedom stops. Freedoms a must when the kickback drops. I said free all my bros in the box, freedoms a must when the violence never stops.
Don't do legs, man, we stand our ground, we ain't running no race, RedPitch yutes just stand their post, right in your face. The dotz got coughed, jagga bootz
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