[Verse 1: Jme] I've got a black ski mask, but I don't ski But I snowboard, dash an MC off-piste If one of you try and violate me You get a punch in the face with my front door key Punch in the neck with my back door key Box in the mout with my X6 key Box in the eye with the fob I use to log into my HSBC Talk about banks, kill em with Ps Run up in your girl's house with two of my Gs Get the money out, put the money in his mout Then suffocate man with about two Gs Suffocate man with about four Gs Suffocate man, then I might just breathe I'll bury man two foot shallow Ain't got time to dig six feet deep These MCs and rappers wanna chat 'bout their syllables And their multis and their similes All that shit, then I come through with my ABC Girls and man are like "Jme's deep" Bare pictures when they see me on street Old school rudeboy like Crazy T All you man don't want it with me I'm a bad rudeboy, badboy MC Say my name, Jme Nostradamus couldn't see me Expelliarmus couldn't stop me How could a man with a uni degree Be bussing up mic and chatting his greaze? Cause the music originated And will always remain in the streets
[Hook: Jme & Giggs] What about? Man don't care 'bout all that You got it now? Man don't care 'bout all that Who's not allowed? Man don't care 'bout all that Knock him out Man don't care 'bout all that What about? Man don't care about all that Just drop him out Man don't care about all that I'll just crop him out Man don't care about all that He's forgotten 'bout Cause man don't care about all that
[Verse 2: Giggs] Cause I'm the most immediate, he's just an old school idiot Been doing local things but we be the local geezers Just look at my list of friends as he holds em up with tweezers Yeah, man used to move that white, yeah, we be them old school dealers She's lighting up some sensis, he's lighting up Amnesias I'm 'bout to get it started, I'm 'bout to get amnesia'd Man might have to move up Velma, might have to touch Louise's Cause at the top it's just us, yeah, man had to quote no reeses I'm like Batman, doing it, doing it, doing it hardest Just let me confirm it, loafers Just have to be Hermès, burners went back and hit Bernard Furnace, I'm back with big burners That's my spot, I'm back with that permit Pulled that pistol back and then burn it Friday shit, I'm back and big worm it Excuse me? What? Pardon? I had to just ask em Iron Man, the MAC'll just Stark em Man's like ooh, I'm back with that margin Like Adam and Eve, I'm back in that garden What a bloodclart, I'm back, the don gorgon Started off light, I think, and then darkened Hollowman, Jme and I'm talking Kill em a-d, kill an MC Digestives, cinnamon tea Ain't no filling them shoes, cause they still on his feet Man's down south hustling with no gold grill in his teeth
[Hook: Jme & Giggs]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
