Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ignorant, artist - Frisco. Date of issue: 07.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ignorant |
| And right now I gotta big up the mandem, ya dunknow |
| 'Ere what I’m saying yeah |
| Are you listening? |
| I roll tight so forget all that baggy shit |
| To all you MC’s tryna buss with my style, go and see Jeremy Kyle and he’ll tell |
| you who your true daddy is |
| Me, the capital F the R, I, S, C |
| I’m overly sho man know about me |
| I’ll send MC’s high in the sky for a fee |
| Kill him off make everybody see |
| Make everybody know that I’m picture perfect |
| I ain’t talking the Kodak, I’m sick with the verses now you should know that |
| Here’s a flow that’s you, hold that |
| It’s all jiggy, I bun zutes no Philly’s |
| Strictly ziggys with herb in, anyting other than that ain’t working |
| I’m married to the weed, no cheat, no flirting |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| You get me darg? |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| Yeah cuz |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| And none of these yutes can’t chat to me bad |
| 'Cause I’m a lyrical bender, suttin' like Jendor |
| Fris I’m a big money sound investor |
| Got couple skengman friends in my ends |
| From West Green, Appleby, Tiverton and Ida |
| Big ting lick off your head like cider |
| Which likkle fassy said I ain’t got lyrics? |
| I got bars, they got gimmicks |
| Why should I care 'bout these wasteman rhymer? |
| 24/7 I’m an all day grinder |
| Light up a nigga no match no lighter |
| I’ll send a man so high in the sky that he won’t come down |
| And your friends won’t find ya |
| Actually, man can’t chat to me |
| Do a better tune than Skengman Mode and get back to me |
| Actually, Frisco’s a bachelor rhymer |
| I be the best since ting since the weed grinder |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| North London, South London |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| East London, West London |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| And none of these yutes can’t chat to me bad |
| 'Cause I’m a skeng and fan, you know who I am |
| Hail up the t’ugdem locked in the can |
| Lyrically duppy any MC I can |
| If you see me in A double P that’s a better thing |
| I’m an OG like Jendor and Melonyn |
| Prick on the road, Big Frisco’s never been |
| I’m married to the game but I can’t settle in |
| Dem man ain’t levelling and they can say what they want, say what they like |
| They can say a lot of things but they can’t say suck your mum Fris |
| Any violation that will get bun, quick |
| And dem man ain’t on my level so why would I clash nah |
| I be like bun this, the game Boy Better Know run this |
| And so I gotta kill off a carbon copy because there can only be one Fris |
| And another thing, if a guy thinks 'cause I’m score 5 that I can’t get live on |
| the mic |
| I will lyrically light up a guy |
| Any guy just name me a price I’ll done them |
| Can name any MC I’ll bun them |
| Back out a big sixteen and run them |
| And any one of these yutes think they can take out Fris |
| Then I beg a man come then, come then, come then, come then |
| Come try a ting, I got the peng food come buy a ting |
| Big Fris I spit the heavyweight bars so it’s nothing if a nigga want a lyrical |
| swing |
| I’m like D Double, Fris me nah ramp, me nah skin |
| None of the guys can’t tell me a thing, telling them straight up raise your |
| game up |
| And dash them illiterate bars in the bin |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| Birmingham to Manchester |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| Nottingham, Luton to Leicester |
| (Man a badman, man a badman) |
| And none of these yutes can’t chat to me bad |