| Who the man? |
| Who the motherfucking man?
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| Who the man? |
| Who the motherfucking man?
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| Who the man? |
| Who the motherfucking, motherfucking, motherfucking, fucking,
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| motherfucking man?
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| Strapping bats of Afghan in the back of the Jackie Chan
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| Gimme a jam and hand me a bag of sand
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| And cancel your travel plans and come witness the full shabang
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| I’m a one man band, you’re just a sham
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| Tryna run a scam, man a should flatten you where you stand
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| You’re not in the plan, you should be banned from your own clan
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| For being blind cause that is the reason we’ll never hang
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| (Precisely)
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| Plus I’m keeping it extra ham and a legga lamb
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| Back in the man, I rattle a can like tssst tssst
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| Buss a lickle blam on riot van, tagging up my whole damn fam
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| Cause I, cause I, cause I can
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| Firstly a fan, you better understand
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| Bang, bang the boogie gang are fully nang
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| Bread and butter and jam, is full of spam
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| And a sweaty gland, forgetting your head in the fucking sand
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| Kept it buried and cram, we get in wham
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| It’s all parta becoming a solid plan or a hologram
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| Check these wagons and bands and silly brands
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| All brewing to the bubbling, expands and they shit their pants
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| The dandadda of daddy dance, movement in Paddy’s plants
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| Slapping the future out of your grabby hands
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| Here, let me draw you a fucking diagram
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| Yeah, I just done a line of diazepam
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| Weird, but still say nutin (Say nutin)
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| Even offing the till, say nutin (say nutin)
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| Same goes for the filth, say nutin
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| Spread butter while I spilling this milk, say nutin (say nutin)
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| Just as I thought, say nutin bruv
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| Surely we’ve discussed this before? |
| Say nutin!
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| What you gonna do take me to court? |
| Say nutin!
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| Yeah thank you for the love and support, say nutin (say nutin)
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| Yep, silence is golden
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| You all need to learn to shut the fuck up, crying and sulking
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| Beg you find me an omen that correlates to the moment of vibe i’m on while I’m
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| trying to time the convulsions
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| Cry me a moat, ride the emotion
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| Blow up right in your boat like an explosion
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| My slogan is fuck 'em all 'til they’re broken
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| And chuck 'em a load of length 'til my dicks violently swollen
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| Yeah I know, kinda revolting
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| Highly outspoken, hyper indulgence, sniping opponents
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| Rightfully so, life is unfolding in a fully blown icily cold stifling motion
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| Final result, piping a solvent in a fur coat striking a pose, smiling and joking
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| Frightfully bold, stroking a cobra and I still can’t deny my involvement I own
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| the whole thing
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| But still, say nutin (say nutin)
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| Even offing the till, say nutin (say nutin)
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| Same goes for the filth, say nutin
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| Spread butter while I spilling this milk, say nutin (say nutin)
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| Just as I thought, say nutin bruv
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| Surely we’ve discussed this before? |
| Say nutin!
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| What you gonna do take me to court? |
| Say nutin!
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| Yeah thank you for the love and support, say nutin (say nutin) |