Lyrics Exhibit C - Mik

Exhibit C

Exhibit C
Hail up Kahn
Family and all that
(Yes iyah)
Let’s get it on
I’m a badboy don, man know what I’m on
Flow long like say I was a nursery song
Might holla at Michael, John and Tom
For the square food, something like ching and chong
Man get knocked out like ding and dong
Animal, something like King and Kong
your girl in a see-through thong
What’s wrong?
She was a loose ting, poom was pong
Smash that four times with the condom
Man ah rasta something like Buju Banton
Me have whole leap of gyal up inna Acton
Dem ah blow pon me ting like me ah saxon
Telling me ah me ah di main attraction
Ayo
Levels (yes iyah)
Anyway, back to the bloodclart drama
Out here, mandem call me the father
Done bare dirt so I know 'bout karma
So much beef, man could be a farmer
Man wanna sit in my chair like barber
So I drop bombs like Bin Laden
Tim Westwood, Charlie Sloth and Sama
Real life ain’t no future drama
Back then, I used to write with a Parker
Now that I’m older, I think more smarter
Skippy MCs wanna flow like me
But they can’t do that cause I flow more sharper
Basic bars I spit on the tune
With a catchy hook so I’m much harder
I’m in the rave with a couple of ninjas
Can’t see me, blacked out balaclava