Game Mechanics
[Intro: E.T.]
Shyeah, epic fours in a track wit that, LSP
Yeah, that's me, the ET reppin' devastator mine remember that alright
Here we go, one time, one time, first day, yo

[Verse 1: E.T.]
Flashback April fools, east scally on the block
Dashin' rocks at cops and rooftops of crops
Underdog, underrated, a one punch strepsy boxer
Understated, ambition for greatness
Battle scars get me hatred, body slam those annoyance
Appointed, authorities are ill-fateds, yeah
Tryna catch a ride, assassination pays penance
To invoke, a broke, a popa menace
That's right, together, we climb into the night sky
Together we fly, up high
And together we drinkk, till our sorrows are done
And here we are in the streets of fuckkin LDN London
With a gun and all that shit, hittin' the bong
You kknow I'm wrong, cause I go, bongin' along
That's tough bong till you motherfuckkin singin' a song
An every day that we do it, we gonna get bigger
[Verse 2: LSP]
L S P, yeah, yeah
Understand the mechanics of the game now
Saggy pants, hip hop, fuck it stay proud
Most people love me but the hate me now (still)
They say they love me but they play me out, wow
Friends I've lost, they say they allies but the minds they drop
On the path on my battle run, kkats try to battle son
I don't need no fukkin mic and stage to battle on
Forget Babylons, past the track to Matalan
Forget a marathon, I ride em till the saddles gone
Try to push me up out of my own space
Try to drop me like a bag of fakke snow flakkes
For the love of my life (yeah)
For the love of my love (yeah)
For the love of my life (yeah)
For the love of my love (yeah)