Lyrics Start Up - Flowdan, Boylan

Start Up

Yo, original Flowdan
Yo Boylan
Let’s show dem how we set pace
Level 'em rudeboy!
Mad ting start up
Love dat, run dat
Dogs dem dey a' know
No truth, no chat
Mad ting start up
Bloodclaat, love dat
Badman ting, run dat
Mad ting start up
Love dat, run dat
Dogs dem dey a' know
No truth, no chatt
Mad ting start up
Bloodclaat, love dat
Badman ting, run dat
Size eight and half black Air Max just walked in and stepped in a soundwave
face we don’t even give a shit fam
Lock off all the pussyclaat exits make sure no one gets away until we’ve
trampled every section (rah!)
So pack up your likkle dubplates dem man move up, we''l tell some idiot DJ fi'
go find some new selection
Suck your mother with your playlist and streaming service, let me tell ya
Babylon, music a fiery invention
Mad ting start up
Love dat, run dat
Dogs dem dey a' know
No truth, no chat
Mad ting start up
Bloodclaat, love dat
Badman ting, run dat
Mad ting start up
Love dat, run dat
Dogs dem dey a' know
No truth, no chat
Mad ting start up
Bloodclaat, love dat
Badman ting, run dat
Your side slapped wait a minute my team walk in like some hungry savages and
bust up this rasclaat
Zero tolerance for the fuckery I’m hearing that’s why my dogs are steppin' and
dem ready for when the war starts (rah!)
Camouflage attire with that smelly weed smoke, no joke ting when spent shell
dey a rude boy, wa' g’wan
Lighters in every bombaclaat gunfinger if you know so you burn Babylon and
their dirty likkle coat of arms
You see it?
Burn out their dirty likkle coat of arms you know
Ya' always need to remember this
We run this ting, not dem
We 'ave this ting, not dem
So dey need to choose
You get me?
Ayy!
Mad ting start up
Love dat, run dat
Dogs dem dey a' know
No truth, no chat
Mad ting start up
Bloodclaat, love dat
Badman ting, run dat
Mad ting start up
Love dat, run dat
Dogs dem dey a' know
No truth, no chat
Mad ting start up
Bloodclaat, love dat
Badman ting, run dat