The War Report 2020 Lyrics – Dot Rotten

The War Report 2020 Lyrics by Dot Rotten

It seems, or i always said, i always thought
There was a team behind this whole thing
Which is, which is good for business, i suppose but
Adidas were invo- i’m sure adidas were-

Someone from adidas was involved
People at 1xtra
All these people involved in making that machine
If you know what i mean?

Yeah, yeah, they definitely built him
Hmm.. and finished him
It’s the biggest industry plant situation i’ve seen so far
I think the marketing teams just thought

Yeah let’s ride the grime scene
I’ll be out here in the battlefield
Your just comfortable, you have a deal
If they had shown me love at your age

You wouldn’t be standing in your place
And you got help, because you’re new in this
They industry planted, you grew in this
Oh we all support stormz now?

Here’s a couple things to talk ‘bout
I thinking back to red bull clash
I’m watching from bbc offices
Dj cameo and zane lowe chat

I just sit back and clock this sh#t
Never heard of a artist getting priority at radio
That hasn’t got a hit
You were priority on national radio before anyone knew you were gonna win

Who the f#ck is stormz managed by?
Give that woman or that man a stripe
I need to be careful sending shots at stormz
‘cause there ain’t no may suns (masons) in this sky of mine

See you praying to the devil and throwing up them gang signs, illuminati at your side
Killing, sending shots at your investments
And i did it with no alibis
Free clouds, free clouds

Want beef? speak now
Battlefield, my war
They don’t want it deep down
S west, deep south

Bro you know what we ‘bout
Weatherman i show you what the temperature is
See my heat, retreat now
Free smoke, free smoke

Eskiboy, retreat home
You were fondling with little girls brudda
You don’t think that we know?
You felt up your friends little sister

You did more than violate the street codes
And then you got beat up by all the mandem in the kitchen, that’s called free smoke
Free smoke, free smoke
Beast mode, beast mode

Where’s jaykae?
Tryna stop his mum giving that deep throat
Jaykae went court for a parking fine in tuxedos
Jumped online saying saying that i lied

But it’s true and he knows
I’m big like narstie
Tryna fit inside a kiddies car seat
Oh lord, he knows

Once he saw a mil, did a runner fast g
Tell aj tracey
Escorts {?}
Shout out to nicole

She was getting pimped by by little dargies
My guy, why lie?
Old friendships break up, new ones form, quite fine
Your ex mike ty

Red wine, night time
And even skepta had a bit of sshhh
You man say you don’t kiss and tell
But that’s a subject you might like

Where’s bbk?
‘cause they got bbq’d
So call them bbq
‘cause they just bb quiet

Show your bb gun
It was done before you b begun
And bbk got bb ko’d week 1
Hahahaha yikes!

Oi it’s so funny, it’s funny!
Hahaha
Oi bruv, all you other little ones yeah
Your microphone isn’t worth £5k yet

You’re not aloud to send for me, f#ck right off
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Dot Rotten Lyrics – The War Report 2020

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The War Report 2020