Lyrics Kooong - Funky Dee, Jammer, Ten Dixon

Kooong

K-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k krazy ting
Krazy ting
K-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k kray
Krazy ting
K-k-k-k krazy ting
Alright, alright
Alright, alright, krazy ting
This is real life facts
I’ll tell you to suck your mum, go suck your dad
And I won’t take it back
Grab that pole (kooong, kooong)
Your mum
In the head for being a slag (kooong)
Sis (kooong), brother (kooong)
Dad for fucking a slag
Zipped ‘em up in a bag
How can you say that you’re grime
But you’re shook to clash?
Reece said «I used to like MCs»
But me, I’ve never liked MCs
I don’t give a fuck if I ain’t in your top three
I’ll grab that pole for your top MCs (kooong, kooong, kooong)
You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
Think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
Who is it?
(kooong), draw for the (kooong)
Swing that (kooong), headtop (kooong)
Sound effect (kooong), on the floor like (kooong)
In war like (kooong, kooong, kooong, kooong)
Woi oi, I might lick you in the head with a pole, pussyhole, like
(Kooong, kooong) When I’ve got the .44
Man might just start a konking war like
(Kooong, kooong) I might run down a fed like
(Kooong, kooong) No respect for the law like
(Kooong, kooong) Tell him «open the door» like
(Kooong, kooong, kooong, kooong, kooong)
You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
Think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
Think it’s that?
Jump on set, I’ll break man’s back
Tell a man «suck your mum», won’t take it back
Rudeboy, how about that?
I’m gonna get that wheel, then get that jack
Give me fifteen minutes exact
You must be fucking mad
I’m the grime scene’s fucking dad
W.A.V.E, I’ll bring the grime scene fucking back
Half of these so-called MCs don’t even clash
Skeng AKA big car crash (W.A.V.E)
You just ran into a big car crash
Man like me just take that soul in batch
Man like me just snap (W.A.V.E)
You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?
Think I care?
Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there