Block with my Steel

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Intro

Yo, this one's for the mandem in the trenches

Civil War mash-up, 1600s style with the stainless

Roundheads in the ends, we ain't playin'

Listen...

Verse 1

Pulled up on the opp block, Oliver Cromwell style

Musket in my puffer, lurking for a minute while

Man's pushing work from Hackney to the Tower Hill

Roundhead mentality, I'll leave your body stone still

Opps acting brave like Charles, but they all get chopped

When my mandem pull up, it's peak like the Putney debates, can't get stopped

Riding through London like it's sixteen-forty-four

Hop out the whip, let it bang like the Civil War

Brudda on the wing like a New Model Army soldier

Cold with the steel, no oppressor gettin' older

Parliament estate, that's where we cook the food

Pussi-o Cavaliers hide when we're in the mood

Got the wap on me like I'm defending Westminster

Buckingham man try chat but get sent to the minister

Levellers in the trap house counting up the p's

Diggers in the soil, but we ain't planting trees[Chorus]

On the block with my steel, man-a-man's a roundhead on drill

Got the musket and ball, catch a man, make man fall

Civil war in these streets, man will push your wig back (yeah)

Parliament can't stop us; got the King on the track

Post-Chorus

Yeah, got the King on the track

Look

Verse 2

Man-dem rolling like Cromwell's army, cutters on deck with the leng

Opps chatting shit but they scatter when we step correct in their ends

Roundhead roadman, got the ting on me like it's sixteen forty two

Splash man down in his carriage in the high street, that's how we move

Puritan with the burner, no God can't save your life

When I ride out on my horseback, I'm bringing that civil strife

Parliament blocks trying to box me in, I'm breaking free

Cavalier opps get shook when the roundheads bring the heat

Pre-Chorus

Roundhead still pushing work, like we fight for the cause that's true

Breaking down the monarchy, breaking all the laws we do

Cromwell would be proud fam, how we run these ends like Pep

Civil war mentality, we see a dragoon and it's on sight to the death

Chorus

On the block with my steel, mana-man's a roundhead on drill

Got the musket and ball, catch man, make man fall

Civil war in these streets, man will push your wig back (struth!)

Parliament can't stop me, got the King on a track

Post-Chorus

Got the King on a track

Ya dun kno

Verse 3

W-When we arrive in Naseby, all the gyal dem act crazy,

She wanna have my babies, I tell her that's a no not maybe.

Pulling up in the carriage, carryin' the loot and the horses straining

My squad run deep like an army, catch a man out, we fade him

Roundhead mentality, on the block when i gotta be

Opps wanna clash but we bring that musketry

Man down in the trenches, we take the spoils like it's piracy

Cavalier pussi-o's hiding, where could they be? (Where?)

On the block like Guy Fawkes no mask, plotting to blow them away

Roadman Cromwell style, revolution's the only way

Mandem stacking the p's like Parliament stealing our tax

When we step in the booth, they know we're taking it back

Slashing through opps like we're cutting down royal oak

King Charles couldn't run from the chop, that's no joke

Drill life back then, drill life right now

On the block with my steel, still making them bow (Bow!)

Chorus

Chorus

On the block with my steel, mandem's a roundhead on drill

Got the musket and ball, catch man, make man fall

Civil war in these streets, man will push your wig back (yeah)

Parliament can't stop me, got the King on a track

Post-Chorus

Yeah, got the King on the track

End