Who Else Did It CGM (Ft. Dodgy & Rack5)

[Dodgy and Rack5]
I can’t talk hot on the phone, no freedom of speech and the blue phone’s tampered
Spilt man’s juice on the landing
Pissed ‘cos I’m gonna lose more than standard
Had a bitch got bagged with my shank
I ain’t ever met a bitch that’s realer than that
Don’t lack when ur doing up caf’, if I went there woulda ching up a man
I’m still in the mix tryna shoot this tape
I stay in the heart of the madness
Bring it, fling it, catch it, make the red band, go grab that package
They act like we never attack, so how have I got so much names on my shank?
Could’ve got life, numerous times, even the time that I cut my hand

[Verse 1: Dodgy]
Fling it in chest, ask bro if he’s breathing
If he’s still breathing, bro don’t leave him, feed him
Drill got done in the evening, if it ain’t death then it ain’t completed
And I done left ‘nuff man pending, fencing, still got done so splendid
I hear man chat on the CD till the disk breaks then I leave my engine
Still grip bait, got heart like Kevin
Menace, but I never went by Dennis
No killer won’t shoot, I’ll press it
Don’t link up cah that link up’s pending
At drink ups, still grip my weapon
Catch a M then dash for the exit
You ain’t touched one of us and not meant it
Dickhead, ain’t touched one of us so forget it