Why you wanna give it like I won’t bite
Like I won’t retaliate with a throat strike
Might wanna consider pushing the boat out
Shit i’m gonna get banned like a hosepipe
In the middle of summer flooding the whole block
New money be killing all of the old off
You should be happy, you’re lucky I never sold out
I just came in and killed it and nearly bowled off
Pull a number on anybody that wanna know
Swinging from the top of the building, singing Geronimo
Gotta keep it moving and get it wherever I wanna go
Spit it on the track and I whip round, I’m Monoco
Blow, whole budget on a class beat
Dealing with everything that you nar see
Pull a middle finger for anybody that pass me
Man is fully fledged with the pleasure to keep it nasty
Plus I’m bridging a big gap now
Wrap round
Fuck it I’ll even cover the background
Did it like I was little Italy when I sat down
All these little bitches are feeling me like a pat down
Wow
How my life done change in a big way
And I managed to remain unscathed is beyond me
Funny how I stay John Blazed and unfazed while everybody gaze like a zombie
You lot are stuck in a time warp
Could never see you treading on the levels that I walk
Could never see you moving in the circles of my sort
Runnin' my time short
The big fucking brother that try talk
I’ve heard it, dunno how to word it
«How do you say»
Shits been murdered
Dicks inserted
Blips on the screen don’t even exist unless you observe them
Get me
Stick 'em in a dish no bigger than a Petri
Fuck a white coat, can’t test me
Fuck a blue collar with a Pepsi
Why you so techy?
Me and a bottle of that prescy
See you tomorrow when that gets me
Opa!
Manaman move like the prince of Zamunda
Telling me the royal penis is cleanwhile I’m humming that theme by Timon and
Pumba
Everything’s smooth and nimble
Might get moved for your two shoes, both your socks, your laptop,
tablet and Kindle and catch a middle finger symbol
Or we could just keep it simple, sit down and eat some Pringles
Talk bullshit and spit some waffle all over these instrumentals
That’s why we gettin' all weird and experimental like
«Yeah!»
Beyond a shadow of doubt I pull it out
You know what I’m about, I’ve been around
Never been a drought
If you didn’t get it before you get it now
You’re dealing with a smooth crimininal
Beyond a shadow of doubt I pull it out
You know what I’m about, I get it in
Never been a thing
And I keep on pushing and pulling it 'til it ping
And I hit it 'til it ring dinga dinga ding
Repeat, repeat cause I do real talk
That’s G speak
On the road, road runner like beep beep
Got a dank little pad not a cheap keep
This little nigga wanna, rap a song about
Shit he’s sounding like a Chief Keef
So I like to kill a riddim, rah fuck it
It’s about time I should teach these
Like rahtid, man took a Z to the brain
Still put in an arm and a leg when I step on the stage
Man took a juck in the face for a boy
Man took a hook and replaced it with flame
Swear now all now man are not raw
Swear down all now man are not rage
Swear I might fly New York on a hype
U.S better put some respek on my name
Might dash two bills when I eat out
Like I don’t know nothing 'bout beansprout
Like man can’t tell me about green now
Obscene now, i’m top of the scene now
Have you seen how i’m top of the scene, no?
Like I was just reading a Beano
Like I was just beating the beat now
Skippy uppercut then cut the beat out
Might buoy off a prick if he’s cocky
Like soup through a straw I’m stocky
If you try clash Wiz on the track
That’s like a black man playing ice hockey
No I dont really like one line flows
But I drop one and it’s all moshy
I’m in the Ritz eating a big breakfast
Brother you’re in the cafe like hot coffee
Sicker than ever
Pick an endeavour, everyone of them i’m killing i’ll be bigger and better
I swear you man are full of shit you should be given an enema
And i’ll never in my life will I give in to competitors
And I eminem or nigga with an eminem-y sentence
Couldn’t ever try and emulate my presence, never!
Ever try and formulate my sentence, never!
Should’ve been embarrassed to test us, ever!
Why?
Me and Dabbla’s calibre is infallible
Mandibles fully dangling naturally cause of us man
Mans sick with the ramblings in your capital
Naturally, them are gassed when them mandem come buck man
I’m skip with the ham with it
I’m sicker than man with it
I’m wicked and bad with it, trust man
You’re lickle and sad with it
Fickle and bland with it
Brittle and flat like a dustpan
Repeat, repeat cause I do real talk
That’s G speak
On the road, road runner like beep beep
Got a dank little pad not a cheap keep
This little nigga wanna, rap a song about
Shit he’s sounding like a Chief Keef
So I like to kill a riddim, rah fuck it
It’s about time we should teach these
Dabbla.
Beyond a shadow of doubt I pull it out
You know what I’m about, I’ve been around
Never been a drought
If you didn’t get it before you get it now
You’re dealing with a smooth crimininal
Beyond a shadow of doubt I pull it out
You know what I’m about, I get it in
Never been a thing
And I keep on pushing and pulling it 'til it ping
And I hit it 'til it ring dinga dinga ding
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