[Verse 1: Kano]
You know I need some more time when a G
Can't fuck with 16s but they're fucking with a
(Man like me) With gyal on my D
The grime scene Adam, where's gyal like Eve?
Might see manaman back around East
Cause I fuck with the youts but man's no priest
(Man like me) Fans dem need
Cause I ain't sold out on my hands and knees
Listen, listen, likkle black sheep
You can't silence them lambs like me
(Man like me) I'm on a mad ting
Mix the vodka with the champers
I was in Syria, you was in Zante
I was on T4, you was in Pampers
(Man like me) Certified
Used to sell herbs, not Herbalife
Been there, bought the T-shirt
I fucked your girlfriend in the merchandise
[Verse 2: Chip]
Cause you see man like me
Grew up on man like Ghetts
Came through when I said I was next
I can back my talk
Left spitters outlined in chalk (dead)
I could name you a list of corpse
But I don't need man coming from the dead for more
A quad bike nearly took my life
I hopped up like Jesus Walks
So what we saying now? These MCs remember me well
Man like me might go off the rails
Futuristic flows, no Behind Barz
That's probably why I ain't been to jail
Or needed bail, turn me up
Man want a hot verse? Phone me up
Tell 'em if they said they're the best MC
Chipmunk, I'm the cunt that'll call your bluff, yeah
You know I need some more time when a G
Can't fuck with 16s but they're fucking with a
(Man like me) With gyal on my D
The grime scene Adam, where's gyal like Eve?
Might see manaman back around East
Cause I fuck with the youts but man's no priest
(Man like me) Fans dem need
Cause I ain't sold out on my hands and knees
Listen, listen, likkle black sheep
You can't silence them lambs like me
(Man like me) I'm on a mad ting
Mix the vodka with the champers
I was in Syria, you was in Zante
I was on T4, you was in Pampers
(Man like me) Certified
Used to sell herbs, not Herbalife
Been there, bought the T-shirt
I fucked your girlfriend in the merchandise
[Verse 2: Chip]
Cause you see man like me
Grew up on man like Ghetts
Came through when I said I was next
I can back my talk
Left spitters outlined in chalk (dead)
I could name you a list of corpse
But I don't need man coming from the dead for more
A quad bike nearly took my life
I hopped up like Jesus Walks
So what we saying now? These MCs remember me well
Man like me might go off the rails
Futuristic flows, no Behind Barz
That's probably why I ain't been to jail
Or needed bail, turn me up
Man want a hot verse? Phone me up
Tell 'em if they said they're the best MC
Chipmunk, I'm the cunt that'll call your bluff, yeah
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