| Lewi B
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| Man don’t need no reason to spit
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| Man never knew I had a season ticket
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| Mandem are movin' wicked, wicked
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| Handle my music, easy, rip it
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| And all my moves you see are legit
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| Banging my tune in a GTA whip
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| Plannin' to do some TDA shit, what?
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| Spin man in the booth, Superman quick
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| Man better move like Ludacris hit
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| Gangster approved, yeah you shouldn’t spit
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| Fam not a clue, you’re a new to this shit
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| Gang on PUBG lootin' a bit
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| Pan man too, yeah, boom and you’re lit
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| Run out the blue with a Boost, take a sip, what?
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| You get slapped on screen like parking ticket
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| Attack the beat, leave scars in the bit
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| Why’s Wiley in a Arsenal kit?
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| Fam, my G, go ask him innit?
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| Man’s thirsty, yeah parched likkle bit
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| Back that please, yeah, sip it, sip it
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| Bang this beat like flippin' Cillit, what?
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| Don’t give a damn about a MOBO award or a BRIT
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| Blam like AstroJordz with the clip
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| Man don’t show my remorse for a prick
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| Chattin' about all this sauce that you drip
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| Fam your time is tickin', tickin'
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| Mandem are fake like vegan chicken
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| Can’t catch us man slippin', slippin', what?
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| Trust me, don’t try take a photo sneaky, ya prick
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| I’ll make a bozo delete the pic
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| Snatch that phone like Yeezy, innit?
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| No passcode so I’m keepin' your shit
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| Make man go home wheezin' a bit
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| Boy Better Know
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| , get widdit, widdit
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| Best not snitch like Quidditch, Quidditch, what?
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| Nothings in your man bag, yeah, stop reachin' for it
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| Jam fam, there’s no need for the lip
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| Badman here, squash beef and I dip
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| Man that’s air, I might leave in a bit
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| Santander, drop Ps on the whip
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| All man hears is «chi-ching, chi-ching»
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| Next day yeah, mans whippin', whipping, what?
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| [Chorus: Giggs &
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| Jme
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| Drop bodies, watch that stopwatch (Yes)
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| Hot steppin', hot step, hopscotch
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| Fuck all the «what's hot, what’s not» (All that)
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| Drop one and knock those socks off (Drop one)
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| Drop one and knock those socks off
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| (Serious)
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| Drop one and knock those blocks off
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| Drop one and knock those socks off
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| (Serious)
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| Drop one and knock those blocks off
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| Man ain’t got comfy, man ain’t complacent
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| I’m back in the racin', back out the basement
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| Fed up with jokers, run out of patience
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| Yeah, you sell out the mandem, man, run out the bacon
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| You sell out the mandem, sell out Jamaican
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| Yeah, sell out the black man, sell out the nation
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| Me, I sell out the stage show, smack, bang, it’s vacation
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| Just whip up the work now, what? |
| Rang out the basin (jheeze)
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| Dun-dun-dun, give man the business
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| Yeah, give man the business, weed, cig, bring out the rizlas
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| Yeah, man had the garnet silk 12 inches, ring out the sizzlers (vintage)
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| If man got the old school Giggsy mixes, bring out the gigglers
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| Yeah, man I was Batman out 'ere, Jokers, bring out the Riddlers
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| Don’t wanna hear no violence, so it’s ring out the fiddlers
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| Shout out the bros them, big up the sisters
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| Shout out the grafters, big up the drifters
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| Pick up the biscuit, bap-bap-bap-bap, lift up the pistol
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| Hop in the bus, said «floor it, driver, quick, up to Bristol»
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| Yeah, look at the crystal ball is ballin', big up the crystal
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| Light up your weed and drink and smoke 'cause live-ups a ritual
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| Duh-duh-duh, we get the picture
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| Your shit is more like Disney, Dreamworks, kick up the Pixar
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| Jme and Giggs had to fix up the game, so big up the fixture
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| Fuck all the mix-up, just whip up the mixture |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knock Your Block Off , by - JME. Song from the album Grime MC, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп