| Manifested this one
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| Man come through in all black and just nick something
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| Limelight robber, the limelight teefer
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| Dem man are busy bunnin' on their reefer
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| They never got the memo
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| That a fellow from the south spitting ether
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| So either they deaf or they dumb, if neither
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| They’re mocking it, they’re rocking something silly for the feature
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| They’re gimmicky they’re relevant for now with no longevity
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| The remedy for that is how you body rhythm readily so woah
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| I ain’t got to study how another brother flow
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| Listen to a legend make a better rapper grow
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| Better for competitors that are living with a pro
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| Swinging with a donny you’re swinging with Ali G
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| Man’s really in a hurry to build up another lead
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| Brilliant and lovely looking at the esteemed
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| Considering every challenge resulted in their defeat
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| They beat the beat, I eat the beat
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| Then beat the beat, I treat the beat right
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| I beat the beat boss, betray me and die
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| You be the bocat, your head between thigh
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| Runnin' a muck, a brudda be shuttin' down
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| She sucking on something and then she duckin' out
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| I done a show with the baddest man about
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| I’ll turn a gunner into a daffodil
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| Dem man dere holding Ls
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| Dem man ain’t holding Zs
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| And that’s fact
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| Dem man are already tell I’m on too much for them try rev
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| Like «Why you tryna rev?»
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| About revvin' my face
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| On a Sunday
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| Till I hit man with a awkward leg
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| Awkward elbow, top of the head
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| Like boom baow, put him to bed
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| Like Joe Rogan said a man like me ain’t seen that in a thousand fights
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| Man got clocked with a vibrant right
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| And a hesitant left, is a man still alive?
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| Watch how I jump on the tune with Dyl
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| I’m the real deal, dem man all hype
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| Got a man feeling all Dillian Whyte
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| No dilly, no dally, I flick out the light
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| About revvin' my face on a Sunday
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| Till I hit man with a awkward leg
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| Awkward elbow
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| Top of the head
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| Like boom bow
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| Put him to bed
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| Why you try to rev?
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| How you gonna come and try rev
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| How you gonna act like I’m not ahead
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| And you’re stuck on the red
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| You’re easily read
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| Like you’re playing dead
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| I’m a rebel
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| I’m ready whenever my level is heavy
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| You’re light as a feather I beg
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| Beg you know I’m a celeb
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| But I’m dreading I’ll put you to bed
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| For some shit that you should have just thought but you said
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| ‘Cause you’re a pleb
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| Only concern should be getting this bread
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| Are you pulling my leg
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| Gone in the head
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| Copper and lead
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| He drops and he bled
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| Go get a doctor and send for the med
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| You should have fled
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| Dearly departed
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| Look what you gone and you started
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| You bumbaclart
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| Should have been smart
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| But you were retarded instead
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| Use your brain
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| Don’t lose your lane
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| Maintain
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| Refrain from saying my name
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| And I’ll do the same
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| And everything’ll be right as rain
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| Don’t go against the grain
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| ‘Cause I can get a little off the chain
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| Gassed up on my own no shame
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| Like I’m off the mains
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| They’re looking at me like I’m at the wrong stop
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| And I got no ticket
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| I just hop the train
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| What have I got to gain
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| I already gained the fame
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| I already copped the Range
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| I come through like Dr Strange
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| Tell the lane miss me with the games
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| I don’t entertain
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| Cocaine flow in your vein
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| But I bring the pain
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| Give me the long story short don’t make me strain
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| So I can see you all clear and plain
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| I’m not a plain Jane
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| I got Jane insane
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| Hopping on the cane
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| She give me top then I rock it again
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| She give me Brighton dome
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| I’m up bright and early
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| With a brighter bone
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| Even when I’m in Rome
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| I feel right at home
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| The beat got me in a tighter zone
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| I could have jumped at your hype
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| But I like my own
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| And I’m kind of grown
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| I heard Ocean Wisdom said somebody better get that boy on the phone
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| Let him do what he does
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| Don’t change one tone
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| Just leave him alone
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| About revvin' my face on a Sunday
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| Till I hit man with a awkward leg
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| Awkward elbow
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| Top of the head
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| Like boom bow
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| Put him to bed
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Eighteen I was eight deep
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| With a break beat
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| Lately manna make P
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| From a G
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| Hopefully manna wrote down a couple notes on me |
| Oh did he not
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| He don’t know about me
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| Okay, locally manna know of me
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| And then globally fandem’ll roll for me
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| Hours on a beat
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| Okay mandem on a show for me
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| They’re a nobody
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| With the way they facilitate what I do bait
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| And a anecdote for me
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| Would be high road for me
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| And I didn’t ride out on a wasteman wave
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| That’s a woah woah buddy
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| You should body down for me
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| I’ll be showing you the ropes
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| When you trying to just rave
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| Why help bodies that are not that gully
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| When you could be summoning the best of the greats
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| No sales dummy
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| That is not that funny
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| When you got to rely on the O for the cake
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| Still fuck it then I fornicate the day away where I get up and I made a (pip?
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| ) and then I get to press it on her puss
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| Luckily the way they gravitate to what I’m doing got them reaching in their
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| pockets, dedicated to the cause
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| ‘Cause they feel a man and follow man and run around the city
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| Like an animal I put them on their paws
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| ‘Cause the mandem want to draw
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| As they thought they was I’m on a Wu-Tang vibe on tour
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| Bill a spliff and let me talk
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| I ain’t fiddlin with pork
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| Licking on her loin
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| Ripping something raw that’s savagery
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| Man’s been on it since Mark and Valerie
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| This bar cost man calories
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| Smash and attack
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| Eubank swag get a bang in the mouth
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| Junior swag hold 25 more
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| Wiz be a fan of just having it out
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| I run up a tab I told them the score
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| Why you try to rev?
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| About revvin' my face on a Sunday
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| Till I hit man with a awkward leg
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| Awkward elbow
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| Top of the head
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| Like boom bow
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| Put him to bed
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| Why you try to rev? |