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BHD 2014

by PD Sweet

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You studying my sh#t get ya book red Your Ho visits only if its good bread You peeps can't perceive what the hook said You studying my sh#t get ya book red Your Ho visits only if its good bread You one eyed signers are riding with a wood leg Your peeps can't perceive what the hook said Beautiful people, you look dead You got it wrong like the BBC Yeah Ima,,, keep the peace And wait around When I ,,, heat your street And make it loud I'm sick a you niggas All true I hate you niggas Walking around with your tongues hanging out Would you risk jail to save your sister (Get the point) Do I hear screams Muffled by Rain and thunder Oh just another bruddah beating up his baby mother So, In her face he punched her, tamed her mother, Shade her summer, Aint No point Tryna change her number, every way he f##k her Scars on the back of her legs 5 pound for crackers and head Smelling like she shat in her bed She gon' take smack till she dead Dirty ass hands don't touch me You're in the wrong place to get drugs cheap Really though, b#tch you ugly I don't wanna give you naafin Shaking like she's Ali, kid in a cell Wishing him well feeling like a finger with Braille living in jail, city slipping as swell, the visual pales, you'll feel it when she's ringing your bell Bell end extends best friend, sex temp 328 to the west end, 'tell dem' "Five years a fu#kin with crack Ain't nuttin' funny bout dat" Every night more guys inside it Clients who be hiring driving by her when she crying Coulda been a surrogate mum with da cum in her cunt Gotta get the wipes in Tonight she only selling bum All this stuff she does for this drug that she loves If she ain't smiling she ain't getting none Stole from her grandma Fucked with her sons spar Still She still try bluff that she come far Black crack wrap stashed behind the bus pass A victim of battery but She worried bout a drug charge Low in health, rejecting her daughters care Bleached her gums, tried not to be more aware Can't control herself, shaved off all her hair Call it fair, but the blackness is always there ...She said she guess, this is where she's supposed to be Me..'You know you gold treasure don't let it go for cheap' You chilling, giving it all Low, in a Hole so deep ...Fuck all that shit, cum n roll with me +x2 Swap them Broken jeans for what you'd like We could do a shopping spree and not watch the price Trust me Hun, the high life is not that nice +x1 Take a holiday, you ain't taking that Do I have to lock you up in a basement?.. Make you hold a big bag n then take it back Id say its too late to try n make u mad 5 years..
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Your man cool stays giving you them holidays But he don’t make you lean back and do the Rockaway Hold up, do the Rockaway Tell your man you want another holiday Your man cool stays giving you them holidays But he don’t make you lean back and put the rock away Hold up, put the rock away Tell your man you want another holiday I’m off, I done tried that good girl thing but it just don’t turn me, turn me I done tried that good girl thing but it just don’t turn Spend this whole life locked down, your brother can Will I be here forever, I aint one to plan I want you going home to another man Come and jam a couple days a month, honey rags No strings, we free aint we Let me be direct, M A C Ima put it down, so good you gon hate me There’s one thing you won’t have, my baby Gimme “Let me work it out, Ima rock you to sleep I can feel the things you want me to be Let me turn up the heat I wanna make you moan Baby, make them sounds Let me do your body right, got you whispering wow Girl, come and see You’ll lose yourself Let me give you what you want, Ima work it out” I’m off, I done tried that good girl thing but it just don’t turn me on I done tried that good girl thing I gotta tell you, aint it better that I let you know I could get it twisted, think we tight, and then you let me go Will I love you hold you dear, girl you’ll never know Girl, just come, come here, here, get real close If we play, I aint gonna cheat, Ima beat Any other lay that you’re gonna meet Games what I got for weeks Hey now lady, just say what it’s got to be I know we got tricks to give eachother treats “Let me work it out, Ima rock you to sleep I can feel the things you want me to be Let me turn up the heat I wanna make you moan Baby, make them sounds Let me do your body right, got you whispering wow Girl, come and see You’ll lose yourself Let me give you what you want, Ima work it out” I’m off, I done tried that good girl thing but it just don’t turn me on No, I done tried that good girl thing but it just don’t turn me Hello, V E When we’re done please say that you’ll leave me Why should I apologise for trying to be free I deem you for rings and a TT Aint no moolah to lose, this is hood love You deserve a nice big house and a boom car A man who’s supporting when due, a good brah But I’m tryna hold on too, as a hook up We should f#*k, Cos your main man only good with cash Take out mans dime and then put it back “Let me work it out, Ima rock you to sleep I can feel the things you want me to be Let me turn up the heat I wanna make you moan Baby, make them sounds Let me do your body right, got you whispering wow Girl, come and see You’ll lose yourself Let me give you what you want, Ima work it out” I’m off, I done tried that good girl thing but it just don’t turn me on No, No No, No The feeling when I kiss your neck How I say that’s its all wet Loving all up in your bed Letter’s read, message sent Memories up in your head I’ll make sure they aint regrets GOOD GIRL THING – PD SWEET 2013
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Bars Don't Count - PD Sweet 2014 Bars don't count, I see free boos Doh these fishy dudes bait dey see food Me too when they say he's cool Ill take the money Can't see P lose Ima put you babies to sleep, for a coma time You and ya man are battyboys, you bonafide You boner fight, you know I'm right Everybody's roles to die but I don't want it 0 n 5 Contagious, ambition is sickening Give these. Niggas some Ritalin Comical wid the image depicting While them cats robbing battle mans I'm riddlin When you wid that can't be ya self tip How you gon be yaself I tell these kings like I tell kids Lead em well, cost people frail Following'll lead to being a leader If you precede a G you believed n let teach ya Give you a long night Halfway through summertime Stop ya tree from from growing You'll leave before ya son can shine N money hungry producers Respect you should learn If the song gets successful you'll definitely earn Why should I pay for every beat And never get a return When everyone else is left free to get in their turn So I use what I like n like what I use Ill put some dough aside if I get sum views For you, I'ma feud with a few till its phew American who, bet I come from the Lou Fu#k da nice a knife is what your stopping on Its slice after slice after slice I don't pop a john Gettin this whiskey inside her you can line em up Its bar after bar after bar I'm a violent drunk Drop lead to his hot head get him fired up Before they bought lead for their prey they were silent monks You niggas know from now on I can only disappoint Missed da point like the winner Of a joust, the hit ain't joined Sit wid choice you ever fu#ked a bitch and made her disappear You ever smoked a spliff that made ya vision clear You ever held enough cents to last you fifty years You ever held a bruddahs head until its missing ears N all y'all hating me for bunning weed Just stop it Its one a da only ways I bin putting money in a bruddahs pocket Its physical whats wicked Call dem non lyrical flips Ain't saying sh#t but its sounds sick cos They be flibillin their lips Face of a king body of a prince I be like bi#ch you buy me a drink You can get it If you want Cos I got it We can frolick Dem other nails get brushed off no polish Dat bitch got a bill, Got a breddah payin Saving cheddar How could I ever hate dis Aint givin me no lip Ima tell er take it I'ma f#ck her till she come so she better fake it Whatever to whatever you said You got two di#ks one is on ya head PD Sweet 2013
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#Potential..2014 'demo tape' from London-born Rapper PD Sweet, created by him alone using instrumentals from Cripla, i75, BeatBusta and others. A rap and RnB album intended for listening all the way through and focusing on the creativity instead of production, there's a few hidden tracks (shorties) and lots of original 'bars'. BHD stands for Brave, Hidden Depths.

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released April 28, 2014

PDS, The Fam, All the Producers, Sony(Software), Microsoft(Firm/Hardware) and Nintendo(the Game).

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"The good stuff.. timeless.." UK singer+writer, focused on originality. Songs written/ recorded in many styles, some surprising, some completely honest and personal and some new. With the decision to do and speak about what others don't. Aims to get through the roof soon. Against mindless crime and for expression. Intends to introduce new styles of lyricism such as ghost lines and bakabs. ... more

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