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Keeya Keys - MELTING POT (Official Visualiser)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keeya Keys
Keeya Keys
Performer
Keir Dickson
Keir Dickson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keeya Keys
Keeya Keys
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A*R Beats
A*R Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Once you're on you can't turn it off And you can't clean the bread that's burning prof Yg's spin the block like Berbatov Olders calling shots Kids standing outside the corner shop But who gets the blame when it all kicks off? Get bagged and the working stops cah No one cares when your birded off Couple guys I was learning off Don't talk when the bell rings off If you ain't involved can't tell them stop Let's go straight Back to the melting pot I didn't believe they saw it in me, I never had great expectations You wanted a key, he sorted the fee yg playing estate agent All these Labels throwing money at me again Told bro let's stay patient Don't lose your soul You know the code Do more say less stay dangerous There's only one way that I know how to do it I'll figure the best way later Wanna throw it away like everyday I can't even Explain that temptation Shit changes family one day Done fuckrey Now the next day Shaytaan Nowadays they make anyone rich In a blink of an eye internet sensation I pick life over clicks I don't care who's liking my pics Another kid die that's life in the bits Now you gotta pick sides You're tied in a chizz Turn on my tv what do I see? Another rich guy tryna lie to the kids I want it this time cause Time is a myth If you stop dick-riding You'll find what you missed Once you're on you can't turn it off And you can't clean the bread that's burning prof Yg's spin the block like Berbatov Olders calling shots Kids standing outside the corner shop But who gets the blame when it all kicks off? Get bagged and the working stops cah No one cares when your birded off Couple guys I was learning off Don't talk when the bell rings off If you ain't involved can't tell them stop Let's go straight Back to the melting pot How could I knock on a door and expect no one to talk? Told bro that I'll blow last year Long story short I owe him a score I ain't tapped I'm tapped in, Lied to my face I'll sack him, Trust me I know what I saw Carry the scene till my shoulders sore I'm the best still no discourse That boy said that he trap It's cap I know the score He shoulda gone Southampton cause He'd be lucky to hold a draw I don't even know who to trust no more my life a revolving door I can Show love but I know it's forced So I cut ties that's no remorse Gotta kick rocks I'm a rolling stone Got Secrets never told a soul I'm a genius it's a lonely road Ten million streams I row my my boat Got beanies on my Vodafone Sativa in a rolled up cone So many leaches so I roll alone If ever see them ima hold my own Once you're on you can't turn it off And you can't clean the bread That's burning prof Yg's spin the block like Berbatov Olders calling shots Kids standing outside the Corner shop But who gets the blame when it all kicks off? Get bagged and the working stops cause No one cares when your birded off Couple guys I was Learning off I can't talk when the bell rings off Cause I ain't involved can't tell them stop But that's just life in a melting pot
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