| It’s still K A niggas, straight cave niggas
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| Spray like K and you’ll make great figures
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| You ain’t even fuckin with my mix tape niggas
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| Like Jerome Thomas with the Bathing Apes
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| Like Beckham with the ladies, Playing till I get mine
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| Wife and kids like Damon Wayans
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| K behave nah they love me
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| And at the shows they scream fuck me fuck me
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| Then I say ladies make some noise
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| Rob niggas like baby boy, but take the ladies
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| I am lazy with the flow, latest with the clothes
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| I ain’t Jay Z with the doe, but am faded on the road
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| Niggas know what I’m like, flow how I fight
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| Punch line old school, roll with my mic
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| Spray like a cobra
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| And ill make niggas hold up dem foot and jump like it’s over
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| I’m from London, London, London Town
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| You can toughen up or get thrown around
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| You can get 1 3 5 a ounce
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| Let me tell you how its going down
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| Niggas bust shots like everyday
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| Tryna' make money in every way
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| In London, London, London Town
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| We hustle coz the struggle ain’t over now
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| It sounds like grime, but a little slower
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| I’m a lot wiser, a little older
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| Still street wise, C.I.T.Y You can see why
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| These guys on street might recite these rhymes
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| I act like I’m never sober, and I never lie low
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| I buy up the bar everytime I rave with Byo
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| Fuck that bullshit, and yes I’m on the dance floor
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| Fuck that cool shit… ooooo
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| They so tugged out and They dance
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| Side to side yeah thats the champagne dance
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| Let me show you what my lifes like
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| Raving on for five nights
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| Waking up to receipts that make you doubt your eyesight
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| You might think I’m sweet like roses
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| But I’m the rest of the rose
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| I’ve been getting myself in drama ever since them eskimos
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| Flows im blessed with those
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| Shows I’m blessing those
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| Road I’m less involved
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| Doe I guess you know
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| Ho’s I’m F’ing those
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| I don’t really Rude boy, don’t be silly
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| Put sum rubber pon de da willy
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| Back cos', Po Po said I’m in the clear
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| So put some gun fire inna di airrr
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| I’m from London, London, London Town
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| You can toughen up or get thrown around
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| You can get 1 3 5 a ounce
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| Let me tell you how its going down
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| Niggas bust shots like everyday
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| Tryna' make money in every way
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| In London, London, London Town
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| We hustle coz the struggle ain’t over now
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| I said take a look around, it’s run down
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| You see them little Youths got guns
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| Welcome to London
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| Welcome to London town and
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| You know how we get down and
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| Niggas from London we dont fuck around
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| Welcome to London town and
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| You know how we get down and
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| Niggas from London we dont fuck around
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| Check Check Check Check
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| Yo mike they thought I was done with them
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| Check out my old school flow like.
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| Give me the K
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| Give me the A
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| Give me the N… O
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| Give me the drums, Give me the bass
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| Give me the treb… le
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| Give me the K
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| Give me the A
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| Give me the N… O
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| Give me the drums, Give me the bass
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| Bass. |
| look. |
| look
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| I’ts K to the A N to the O
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| Straight to the cave making the doe
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| When Kano’s on the microphone
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| Say my name like Mike Jones
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| I don’t know about you but I know
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| That i’ve blown like muscles in the west
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| Topless like ladies breasts
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| I know I’m killin them
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| Every flows so brilliant
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| But about first act on the stage
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| I’m back in a rave
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| I’m back in the studio, back in the days
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| A slap in the face, just for the press
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| I’m actually aged, 20 years old
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| And I’m fucking amazing
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| So DJ raise it
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| It’s K A … |