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| WELL FIRSTLY I WANNA BIG UP THE SITE MAKE LIL DAPAH AND BIG UP ALL HIS CREW FROM LIL DAPAH PRODUCTIONS. got a click boy, cus im lyrically sick boy, got a full clip and i dont take shit boy, so mind your lip boy, i might flip boy, and if i flip your head will get split by my tires sit boy, you best quit boy before you slip boy, you dont wanna trip boy, you best take my advice and sit boy, let me explain it boy, I aint got a brain in ma head im sick boy, evryone knows what i spit from my click boy, so u dont want none of it boy, cus if i lose my temper thats it boy, im tryin hard but i cant contraol it boy, so i start dismantling shit boy, I need help cus im losin it boy, so i think you should abandon ship boy, Bad to the bone, my crew are known to bust gun in all six zones, some bad man sittin, breeze on da mike spittin on da riddim, so mi want you to listen. Yeh bad to the bone, my crew are known to bang gyals in all six zones, some bad man sittin, breeze on da mike spittin on da riddim, so mi want you to listen. Oi stupid, ya dun wanna come here and get stupid, the last soundboy dat tried to get stupid, left in a bodybag stupid, dats what he got for bein stupid.... Dey wanna start everybody wanna bring drama, Make me put on a balaclava, Ra! In an enemy structa, Ra! Sum bwoy fi get murda, Its my man dem who run da manor, Me have 20 inch rims on mi 2 liter, Bullet proof vest and mi silencer, Some fink we dark but we double darker. Take 2 draws for a zoot, Rude boy chatter looking cute, But mind my tracksuit blood because you might get shoot blood, and you can never take man for yute blood, and just cause your girl says i look cute blood, dont mean i wont, pet 2 shoot blood, stab you up and put you in a boot blood, light a match up and parade and thats U blood! Think your bad cus u wear a bandana, dont watch dat i'll come to your mannor, man a get banga, wanna get nanga pop out ya teet with ma one foot, spannor think your bad cus u wear a bandana, dont watch dat i'll come to your mannor, jack 1 jack 2 jack 3 rare, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, dont care, Im gonna spit words like their facts, I ride like a train on trax, Im too hot you'll melt like wax, I deduct Mc's like tax, you cant relax, spittin heavy den leaving cracks, so jus watch your backs, lyrics kill like the way anthrax attacks, Like A, who could it B, who do I C, Its Bredrin D, bak in the day when i used to sell E's, and make man get on their knees if they F'ed with me, Used to think i was a G, but i have to stop sellin H, i didnt know, i was always on ma way Jus lookin for ways to get paid, This was back in the days before i knew K, and before i knew how to build L's, and before i knew about MG's, and not any1 could ever test me, over the hills they will go, then ma P's and Q's will always roll, are you sure? yes of course im sure, blazin espionage raw ders more! |
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