Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Class of Deja, artist - Kano. Album song Hoodies All Summer, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Class of Deja |
| Ooor-ooor |
| Dir-ty-ty |
| That’s mree, mree |
| Bidi-bubup |
| Them ah' pree me, I can see angles |
| Get money, get snakes by your ankles |
| Any cobras can get handled |
| Got 'nuff raw soldiers like Dangles |
| Bun MCs then bun candles |
| Keep it on wax, that’s an eediat ting |
| Rather thump man and don’t talk about it |
| That’s an inside box for your hand ball |
| Penalty! |
| That’s a penalty! |
| Tour bus look like a Den of Thieves |
| Ch&agne shopping like 10 of each |
| Non-stop popping to the cemetery |
| They dun know about me! |
| War time roll out with pure gun man about me! |
| They can’t come around East |
| Who’s that? |
| Get back, draw for the Mac |
| You can’t r&wi-di-wi-di-wit-it |
| I’m gonna kill him with it |
| Might act silly with it |
| East End legend like Double O wi-di with it |
| Don’t dally, don’t dilly with it |
| No man, I stick Lillies with it |
| Grown man on some kiddy business |
| I do rapper and BAFTA shit |
| Like Bushkin, can’t take away my classics kid |
| If it’s war I’ma take it to the mattresses |
| Where were you back then? |
| Where were you back then? |
| Man was putting in work on the roof back then |
| With a few mandem |
| Swear no word of a lie I’m the truth right now |
| I were the truth back then |
| Man better call Roony for some proof right now |
| Before we do fact checks |
| Ooor-ooor |
| Bada-bup bup |
| Man can’t try school me on this |
| Man can’t try school me on that |
| Been there, did this and I done |
| Man been there, did this and I done that |
| Man run up in houses, run up in flats |
| Slapped up dogs and slapped up cats |
| In beef man come with this and that |
| Man can’t try school me about this |
| Man can’t try school me on that |
| Been there, did this and I done |
| Man been there, did this and I done that |
| Man run up in houses, run up in flats |
| Slapped up dogs and slapped up cats |
| In beef man come with this and that |
| No love, man are moving |
| Bada-bup bup |
| Them think man are bad til man start checking credentials |
| Wreck instrumentals |
| They know bout the pen game |
| But man are still leading with pencils |
| They ain’t been to the mountain once |
| Shaolin monk when I step in his temple |
| Tag team, man see legends assemble |
| Backseat youngers step out with men’s tools |
| Ryu’s and Ken’s |
| Why you with them? |
| Rude boy, mind where you tread |
| That’s thin ice |
| I see my yute through the lens |
| That’s fish-eye |
| Believe no truth in your rep |
| And still I |
| Reload, do it again |
| And then deny |
| Mutual friends wanna ask |
| Why did I? |
| What?! |
| Why did I? |
| Repercussions |
| Steven, I even suttin' |
| 5 nights, 1 wap that’s — even numbers |
| Hooded up, man’s still a reaper coming |
| See, I’m way too gifted |
| Kill an MC with bare different flows |
| I can kill an MC with |
| Presence alone |
| Level and tone |
| Timeless and definite flow |
| And try nuff a take a man’s throne |
| Make a man know |
| My man’s tekkers is cold |
| Impeccable form |
| Jason levels was born |
| In East London where weapons get drawn |
| Big beef levels with horns |
| Meat cleavers and several swords |
| Tea leafs, felons and frauds |
| CVs read and get torn |
| These demons could level with Spawn |
| Ooor-ooor |
| Bada-bup bup |
| Man can’t try school me on this |
| Man can’t try school me on that |
| Coz I been there, did this and I done |
| Yeah man been there, did this and I done that |
| Man run up in houses, run up in flats |
| Slapped up dogs and slapped up |
| In beef man come with this and (nah) |
| Man can’t try school on this |
| Man can’t try school me about that |
| Coz' I been there, did this and I done |
| Yeah, been there, did this and I done that |
| Man run up in houses, run up in flats |
| Slapped up dogs and slapped up cats |
| In beef man come with this and that |
| No laugh, man are moving |
| Bada-bup bup |
| Trying to stay out of harms way but the trouble keeps on miscallin' |
| Can’t wrap me up when I’m home alone |
| Man ain’t been calling me, no Culkin |
| Live by, then die by, plus pussioles are informers |
| That’s why all the soldiers keep fallin' |
| Oh my gaardd |
| Ooorr ooorr |
| Dir-ty-ty |
| That’s me-me |