British singer, Tion Wayne pays tribute to the Late Sidhu in his new song Healing, see Lyrics below.
HEALING LYRICS (song by Tion Wayne)
Intro
Grrt, woo
Mm-mm
Oi
Oi, oi-oi-oi
Chorus
If you don’t hear, must feel it (Mm-mm)
All that time I spent on roads, I’m healin’
I was in a ding-dong schemin’ (Woo)
Why they wanna take my freedom?
Fuck yourself, go suck yourself (Bah)
I said it, I mean it
Verse 1
Hear what? (Hear what?)
Before the TikTok shit, had to flip the script ‘cah rap didn’t give man riches
T Wayne, I don’t fuck with snitches (Grrt)
From Rambo blades in kitchens (Woo)
Nearly cried at my first six figures
Funny I you came in the dance laughin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Now I send them home with stitches
It’s funny how things change (Things change)
Thousand pounds on slippers (Slippers)
Twenty pads on my shooter (Shooter)
Fifteen bags on my missus (Eh-hah)
I made a mill’ on the lifestyle, didn’t know I came up with killers (Grrt)
Nino got my back, that’s bro, got my back like Vidi? (Ayy)
Four .44’s long, auto semis, ran through more than a military
Now I really donate guns in Eddy
What’s that? Big smoke like Skeppy (Mm-mm)
Full clip, this’ll be my OG, you a loser (Woo, ayy)
New whip (Grrt), big Wesson on my shooter (Ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Chorus
If you don’t hear, must feel it (Boaw, boaw, boaw)
All that time I spent on roads, I’m healin’
I was in a ding-dong schemin’ (Woo)
Why they wanna take my freedom?
Fuck yourself, go suck yourself (Bah)
I said it, I mean it
Verse 2
Look at my truck, I spent a lot (Brr)
I bought a watch, but with the Glock
He saw an opp and didn’t touch (Mm-mm)
He mus’a bad, get off the block
Even my mum called me prodigal yute (Woo)
Even the opps know I don’t need groups
You really thought, opp boy, it was abroad (Boaw, boaw)
You know I love Tropical Juice
If they outside, they can get locked off
What’s what? Bruck opp, see them at bus stop
What’s good? Swizzy ain’t chattin’, just shop shot
Gunshot, have your boy spinnin’ like nunchucks
What? What? Hundred milli’ soon, watch, watch (Brrt)
Soon home, mad, everybody like (Bop-bop)
But the wap ain’t nothin’ like Bluetooth (Blrrt), my connection nonstop
Pretty gyal love fi get naughty
Hundred thou’, we’re saucy (Mm-mm)
They way I make a milli’, it’s sweet (Sweet)
And now everybody wan’ call me
Rude boy since school, Ashanti
That’s why I always been banned from Carni
Spent a quarter M to whole Edmonton (Ayy)
But Edmonton don’t deserve me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Chorus
If you don’t hear, must feel it (Boaw, boaw, boaw)
All that time I spent on roads, I’m healin’
I was in a ding-dong schemin’ (Woo)
Why they wanna take my freedom?
Fuck yourself, go suck yourself (Bah)
I said it, I mean it
