| Yo, the problem’s started
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| I’m back with a bag of new friends
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| Six man on a tune, new wave on the area
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| I’m far gone, can’t you see from my lens?
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| I’m that guy on tunes, I’m that guy on sets
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| Boom, that goes straight through your room
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| Can’t keep lying like that on a tune
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| Equals a reload? |
| Yeah, in the booth
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| It’s Marger
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| But I don’t care about size
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| So many fakes, I can see it in their eyes
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| Why I don’t care about none of these guys
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| Too many skippy MCs that wanna be badboys
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| Ain’t had a gun in their lives
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| Boom, you should hold one in your left
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| So these man know what they’re doing ain’t right
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| Nah, can’t keep lying like that
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| Yeah, I’m back with the remix
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| Rerun the dance, mek a man feel seasick
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| Can’t keep lying like, can’t keep lying like
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| Nah, can’t keep lying like that
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| Yeah, I’m back with the remix
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| Rerun the dance, mek a man feel seasick
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| Can’t keep lying like, can’t keep lying like
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| Who’s ACE? |
| I par with the veterans
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| What’s your profession? |
| You know mine
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| I do dirt on your section, wipe out your henchmen
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| Could say that the problem’s started
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| When I run through the front door with the Wesson
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| Steeze on four and teach man a lesson
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| Problem done when FT touch down
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| Uh, always make an impression
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| Shotty
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| Lift man up from the room to his garden
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| Respect my authority like Cartman, yeah, I’m barring
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| Dun know, Rival the spartan
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| Headshot season, I be the marksman
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| I be the guy with the bars that’ll blast 'em
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| Straight war ting, remix his head gone
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| Duppy, that’s the profession
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| Nah, can’t keep lying like that
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| Yeah, I’m back with the remix
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| Rerun the dance, mek a man feel seasick
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| Can’t keep lying like, can’t keep lying like
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| Nah, can’t keep lying like that
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| Yeah, I’m back with the remix
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| Rerun the dance, mek a man feel seasick
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| Can’t keep lying like, can’t keep lying like
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| Alright, then, back for the next one
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| Dem boy dere wanna jump in the middle and skank
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| I’ll jump in the middle, shank one
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| So much yak in my system, trust me
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| I’m so FT to the grave
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| I don’t do good for the straps, it’s standard, trust me
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| Don’t wanna violate me or my mandem
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| I’ll come back firing straps when I catch them
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| I’ll be like Diz, man, everybody scatter
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| Gunshot buss how we deal with the matter
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| Can’t take me for a prick
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| Can’t take me for a joke, I will send for the dagger
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| Two shanks up in your face like Jabba
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| Taking the piss like I’ve got a weak bladder
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| Don’t come around here talking swagger
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| Shout to the real thugs dem from the manor
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| Nah, can’t keep lying like that
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| Yeah, I’m back with the remix
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| Rerun the dance, mek a man feel seasick
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| Can’t keep lying like, can’t keep lying like
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| Nah, can’t keep lying like that
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| Yeah, I’m back with the remix
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| Rerun the dance, mek a man feel seasick
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| Can’t keep lying like, can’t keep lying like
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| Trust me
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| Are you mad?
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| New wave of the grime scene, you see
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| That’s how you do an eight bar riddim
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| What is your profession?
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| Spartans |