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Blend That In, Mate 2 by bry

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Blend That In, Mate 2 by bry - Uk Grime,Male Vocals music cover art

Blend That In, Mate 2

Uk Grime,Male Vocals

0:002:37
Lyrics
Description
VERSE 1
I’m watchin’ him cuttin’—tryin’ to fade, gettin’ in a state
In a state… in a state…
Clippers hum, mirror foggin’, cape on, beads of sweat
Blend that in, mate — steady hand, don’t forget
Blend it… blend it… (call)
Brother, please… get off your cell phone—
you got me vexin’, stressin’… the guard’s not set
You’re not listenin’—feel the buzz, hear the clip, sink in, reset
PRE-CHORUS
Vexin’, stressin’, perplexed and flexin’—
Fade rage incoming, you prat, hear the lesson
Calm down… calm down… breathe through the session
HOOK (CALL & RESPONSE)
Barber: Blend that in, mate! — Customer: Blend it, blend it!
Barber: Keep it tight, mate! — Customer: Keep it, keep it!
We move the clippers, the scissors, the comb — make it right, mate
Blend that in, mate — this is the fade, not a fight, mate
PRE-CHORUS (variation)
Concentrate on your fading… earn your pay
Clip the two, slip to the zero — don’t let it fray
Get paid for fading—why you evading? Focus, stay
Fading… fading… rhythm of the blades
VERSE 2
No pay, no play—hands clean off his beard, wipe the stray
You can’t blend a two to a zero if you panic on the way
State of it… honestly… watch the guideline, hold your sway
Scissors sing, clippers sing—match the rhythm, match the day
BRIDGE
Don’t make me go Jackie Chan on you—movement slick and planned
I’ll pivot, I’ll parry, like Jet Li with the comb in my hand
Switch like Jet Li—dangerous, precise, controlled demand
A barber’s kung-fu: elbows, angles, the wrist understands
Only in your head if you think this is casual, mate
We choreograph the cut—no accidents, no debate
HOOK (tightened)
Blend that in, mate — one clean sweep, don’t hesitate
Blend it, blend it — the mirror tells if it’s straight
Blend that in, mate — build it up, then we graduate
Blend it, blend it — finish crisp, no extra hate
VERSE 3
Please, man—concentrate on your fading… steady, deliberate
Concentrate… concentrate… line up, then calibrate
BISH, BASH, BOSH—swift right, quick knee—precision’s what I state
Don’t you try and TEST me! This ain’t luck, it’s craft and fate
OUTRO
Blend it in—I’m out. But I’m still here—watch the back of your hand
Moron? No — I’ll keep it sharp, teach you like a man
Moron… stop gettin’ in a state—blend that in, mate…
Weed-smokin’, bong-knockin’… never makin’ the grade?
Fade… fade… clippers hum, silence paid — job done, clean blade.
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