| Cuh we are the big dutty stinkin' dancehall kingpins
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| We’re the in ting, I don’t know what you’re tinkin'
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| Cuh when I’m rinsing lyrics inna dis ting
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| Everybody knows that we’re the big kings, again
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| Big dutty stinkin' dancehall kingpins
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| We’re the in ting, I don’t know what you’re tinkin'
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| Cuh when I’m rinsing lyrics inna dis ting
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| Everybody knows that we’re the big kings, again
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| Look look, I’m an old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier
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| Word to Crazy T, I swear my heart is getting colder
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| Grew up on my lonely with no brother, just a older
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| Living in the village with some lady birds and cobras
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| No I don’t trust a soul, no I don’t trust a soul
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| Rude brothers up on my team, the whole time I am on my own
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| Them brothers coming at me, keep talking dollar stacking my premium
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| Crazy brother, do the damn thing, if you get up on the riddim and choose the
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| damn thing, that’s murder
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| Can you say FI double Z? |
| Might find it said every time I’m on the set
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| Guys wanna say nigga let me ride on your set
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| Can’t remember when they lyrically stand for a name
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| Woop woop, I’m alive on the fresh, rise to the ends
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| Show again grime isn’t dead, whoops I
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| Mean grime is alive, stunned me at bringing this hyper than hype
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| I’m a lyrical skeng like Goose on your ride
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| Don’t violate my team, I’m rinsing it live
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| Woop woop, clash ting when I done that
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| Fizzy flow, they know that I run that
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| Ready for the comeback, cause yo we are the
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| We are the big dutty stinkin' dancehall kingpins
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| We’re the in ting, I don’t know what you’re tinkin'
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| Cuh when I’m rinsing lyrics inna dis ting
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| Everybody knows that we’re the big kings, again
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| Big dutty stinkin' dancehall kingpins
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| We’re the in ting, I don’t know what you’re tinkin'
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| Cuh when I’m rinsing lyrics inna dis ting
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| Everybody knows that we’re the big kings, again
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| You picked up my pad, I didn’t tell you to take it
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| Now you’re confusing matters, game over as soon as you’ve played it
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| So you’ve ignored my fine flow so you have to cough up and you payed it
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| Looking ever so sad as if somebody gave you a face lift
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| Yeah this flow is a beast, I’m the only person to tame it
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| All my rivals in more ways than one, they can’t take it
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| Now my vision’s the greatest, set up a picture and frame it
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| Throw magic from CD to TV on some David Blaine shit
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| They thought I was basic till they saw the scientist rate it
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| 1.4 on the Richter, got their whole house Harlem Shaking
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| You play levels and get stuck, I see the level and raise it
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| My name’s so bait, I put it on fire so your girlfriend will take it
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| To see the world like me, you’d probably have to be in a spaceship
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| I could hold your world record, probably act clumsy and break it
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| My verse repainted this tune, it came out MAC back when I spray it
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| The way I flow with an illness, I’ve got doctors hoping I’ll make it
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| We are the big dutty stinkin' dancehall kingpins
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| We’re the in ting, I don’t know what you’re tinkin'
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| Cuh when I’m rinsing lyrics inna dis ting
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| Everybody knows that we’re the big kings, again
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| Big dutty stinkin' dancehall kingpins
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| We’re the in ting, I don’t know what you’re tinkin'
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| Cuh when I’m rinsing lyrics inna dis ting
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| Everybody knows that we’re the big kings, again |