21st Century Spartans - Bis, MizOrMac

300 mad Spartans, Kennington step, then we splash some fools

I’m Leonidas with the sword, Mad Max tryna dish that corn

She like look there’s a Spartan look, one of them boys gotta be my man

Bout 3 v a dozen man

21st century Spartan gang

300 mad Spartans, Kennington step, then we splash some fools

I’m Leonidas with the sword, Mad Max tryna dish that corn

She like look there’s a Spartan look, one of them boys gotta be my man

Bout 3 v a dozen man

21st century Spartan gang

21st Century Spartans, spinners from 1912

Suspect blacked out, late teens, darker than

Free bro, could of had him in cooks, didn’t have him in Felts

MizMac didn’t need no help, did it himself

10kg, man press it

That’s a mash not weight I’m pressing

When you went jail, never had your bredrin

Now little man’s doing shows like Jetix

Fire on you, on you, man press it

The jakes they taught me a lesson

Thought of that bird, that shit was depression

Then I went court, got caught, possession

Buss intent

Beef got squashed so them man get drenched

Clap man with my ratchet, get renched

you need

See the verbal, the fakes I detect (chattings)

Shotty in the ride, Bis clenched

20kg my brodie can’t bench

Mad

I’m not a bone, I won’t fetch

Fuck jakes, they want apprehend

They lower raided in feds

Madman now you’re talking some sense

Glasses, Superman or Clark Kent?

TSG vans, I hate it when they step

I hate it when they crep

I hate it when they sweat

Spartans, be the cause and effect

The violence infect

Wreak havoc on them

300 mad Spartans, Kennington step, then we splash some fools

I’m Leonidas with the sword, Mad Max tryna dish that corn

She like look there’s a Spartan look, one of them boys gotta be my man

Bout 3 v a dozen man

21st century Spartan gang

300 mad Spartans, Kennington step, then we splash some fools

I’m Leonidas with the sword, Mad Max tryna dish that corn

She like look there’s a Spartan look, one of them boys gotta be my man

Bout 3 v a dozen man

21st century Spartan gang

Spartan baby mish mash

Steady running through cash

Dons talking like gyally

We don’t talk we just splash

Harlem-Harlem O11, South East of that dungeon

Whole heart on my weapon

1 love to my bros

2 taps and you’re ghost

Free up all of my folks

410 wheres that dotty?

5 gyal in this lobby

5, 5 brown and peng hope there’s gold ones in this rave

Course its Kennington that they play

Ride out, riding out the next day

Free up all of my goons Spartan Ku who is you?

They snitch on us before we get them

Watch your back do not let them

I think Kenningtons hotter than Wesson

Biscy back of the net like Beckham

K on the K, man rise in a second

Harlem repercussion come instant come on

I travel to just dashing blitz spriting

I feel like crows but the package is different

Mish mash trap mash its a living

They lovin the Harlem village

JoSav he an old day villain

You are now listening to some of the orbits realist

Deader than Blancs, what you mean let me bill it?

Who do I look like?

Phillip

If SA back that thing, might even call him willis (Bruce)

How they gonna chat 'bout drillings

They should just chat 'bout women

Caramel peng got me up in my feelings

I’m trying to get my stack to the ceiling

Money

Harlem

300 mad Spartans, Kennington step, then we splash some fools

I’m Leonidas with the sword, Mad Max tryna dish that corn

She like look there’s a Spartan look, one of them boys gotta be my man

Bout 3 v a dozen man

21st century Spartan gang

300 mad Spartans, Kennington step, then we splash some fools

I’m Leonidas with the sword, Mad Max tryna dish that corn

She like look there’s a Spartan look, one of them boys gotta be my man

Bout 3 v a dozen man

21st century Spartan gang

Harlem O, spartan gang

Violate bro and you violate man

Locate that sonar, change that swag

Tracky, bally, hoody in black

Rusty Glock

Violent dogs

Serious dons

Invading flats

Chasing cats

Making bands

Fuck them feds

They soon get slapped

Kennington still mash work on the map

Facts, run a man down with max

Diligent like Militants in caps

Kennington no medicine we mad

Generous, you’re irrelevant just dash

Skeet skeet skeet

I’m flipping the figures, you’re chilling with niggas

Go halves on dinners and talk about man

We the niggas that live it

You the niggas that rap

Them niggas still fibbing

Same niggas still ran

Get the spinners in dingers so chingers go ham

On missions we vicious so kill and attack

Demonically gassed and constantly mad

Harlem your darling wanna be gang

Wait your boyfriend wanna be man?

Trust me comfy in my jones, I’m jack

300 mad Spartans, Kennington step, then we splash some fools

I’m Leonidas with the sword, Mad Max tryna dish that corn

She like look there’s a Spartan look, one of them boys gotta be my man

Bout 3 v a dozen man

21st century Spartan gang