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Yeah, yeah | I tell him through ball me, I put it top bins, I swear | Chippy! Yeah
Yeah, yeah I tell him through ball me, I put it top bins, I swear Chippy! Yeah Live for my name, live for my name, live for my name Nuff man a live for my name Whole heap of tings I done for the game So I don't care what you done in no raid Never live for the clout, live for the clout, live for the clout Nuff man a live for the clout Chat by yourself then no one cares If you chat about Chip, you're the talk of the town But I tell a boy wipe set Chip out your mouth (move) Everybody wants smoke till they get announced (shh) Ganja alone, we don't sniff round here (nah) Musical chairs, you can't sit round here (brr) T-S-S ting, yeah I came with Kruz (yeah) Came in Sheltox, step with shoes (brr) Fuck boy can't tell me nuttin' but grime (nah) Any time man touch mic it's- Bang, bang! Obviously Which one of them want to go now? We can have a showdown even if it's one against three Quick bars, I can just done it, MC Bang after bang, time after time Can't count all the times that I've spun an MC Big Kruz, ain't no other MC, brr Why you try to run up on me? Man can't tell me 'bout the O-T-B We don't give a fuck about your Road TV Any time you talk about the best right now In the middle of the cabin if you don't see me Them man are so medi Talk like a heavy, make it all easy, before you go breezy Don't make me go O-T-T, I put a spliff in the O-C-B Back with a bang, it's a red dot headshot, Accra Man I'm a spectacular Dan Back of the van, hop out, crack any man Impeccable timing, militant rhyming This is a game, you don't want me to climb in African louder, don't do miming Run mouth and your head back reclining Silencer whistle, violent missile When I turn up it's a tribal vigil On top with no smile or giggle I aim for your hair style or middle Enhancing flows, hit you with glancing blows Man a leave your heart exposed When I run up on man and a wood-guy, I got the darkest pose Get me! Bruzin', against us you're losin' It's-it's worries, no apologies, no sorrys Raining cats and dogs on sets, gonna need more than brolly Abbi-habbi, I'm an East Ender, got nothing to do with Corrie It's, it's worries Don't slip, don't be sloppy Don't get shirty, don't get maffy, otherwise don't get coffy Know what I mean? Yeah, killing them quick So don't come around givin' it the big Getting in your feelings all emotional, don't get your knickers in a twist Know what I mean? (Sky!) I'm fly, I'm floating already I'll tell you that I'm cold but you know this already Anyone of yous can get the smoke when you're ready (when you're ready) Big Fris, fully coated already, and I reaped and sown it already That's cold, you know (yeah!) We reload and we offloadin' it now (yes) Big smoke if I rise this short thing, kite won't jam, so boy better know, you know If it ain't us man then I don't check for them When I take tar, I'll spark up the tech for them It's not bless for them, it will go left for them You can have two if you want, stand next to them, mhm You know how it gets for them I cleaned up nice, a mess for them Anytime I drop a new flow that's stress for them (serious!) I'm with my G's Fuck the rest of them Don't try run up your mouth, write checks, can't cash 'em Violate big man, gonna clash 'em Old school man will see ya scash 'em Elbow drop 'em, back and slap 'em Hate them man there with a passion Sometimes I question why I'm still here But I heard the girls are still in fashion All now! See you hear my voice on the beat all now (yeah) Still getting stopped in the street all now B-B-K trying to draw me all now Sampled by the new school all now Headlining festivals all now (whoo) Back then they were going on militants So I don't know why they want to act cool now (serious!) I just swipe man one time, what did he say? Red card, 'cause man got to feel what I'm saying VAR when I check-check what you're saying Got a Muslim brother, I'm spraying and praying I'll pick out a head from far like it's nappy Shot as in wings still moving trappy Away games my dogs still get strappy I wanna put an end to the dubs, I'm Dappy Saltfish boy and his aki Yardman can't take me for a patty Wheels got your girl moving chatty I don't know her name, but she's feeling Jackey Tesco's bags of them sound like money Like Esco, top boy spitter, that's me Man when I swing, I feel this cool and bison When I kick man like, ooh! Ring-ting-a-ling, ring-ting-a-ling, ring-ting-a-ling None of them can tell me a thing Came for the pine and burn a man's skin They already know man, the rap-render king Man a laugh, man a grin, when I get up on top and then I ride the rhythm In the deep end where the sharks them swim Can't tell me 'bout work 'cause I'm putting it in, I'm the real-low king Step to the mic, make moves, cash Man, I come with the spicy thing Better be thinking Tyson thing Just know man a lyric in lightning thing This is the line that you don't want to cross We can link A-C at King's Cross See who's boss when the coin gets tossed Just know I've never ever lost (you get me)
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