[Part 1]
[Intro]
30
Daily duppy, yo
[Verse]
Like, why always me? Uh
Kinda feel like Mario Balotelli
Boy, you're just a student, not the prefect
Boy, I don't like your attitude, it's smelly
Like, how many times have I stood my ground
When these MCs chest up like they ready?
I raised that bar, don't forget who's sensei
What you want? Arms? Don't forget leg day
Grime in my core, uh
Like, I know who's dead, it's not grime, listen
2020, I was on my OVO shit, like, trust me, October is mine
I hate when these MC's step outta line
Fuck a machine, don't care if you're signed
To anyone saying they're the kings of anything
Trust, that's you lot's kings, not mine
Happy birthday me (Yeah)
My B-day, you'll get birthday beats (Yeah)
Can't lie, I don't really like MCs (No)
Catch 22 cah I like MCing
Like, listen, I'm a big man but I'm not, yeah
Can't spit that one there anymore
Man wish that I weren't here anymore
But I'm still here, hairlines still at the front of my head
They ain't sittin' in my chair anymore
Grime scene saviour, we know who that is (Yeah)
Every five years, gotta pop up and stop man capping (Uh)
Fifteen years, straight snappin'
Primary school, I went chess club
Fake friend, checkmate, them man cannot outthink me (Never)
Hate when I gotta kill an MC in front of everyone, it makes half the scene move kinky (Uh)
Actin' like they can't see me, I know they hear me
Ain't gotta be a badman for man to fear me
They ask what I do for a living, well, touch mic and get lairy
I could daily duppy, duppy daily
Fuck you, pay me, pay me, fuck you 'cause you crazy
Load it, lock it, off the safety
Launch the rocket, that's my son but not my baby
Stardog, all these spitters are skunked (Licked)
Them man couldn't even spin me drunk (Nope)
Tryna get high like Bob, not high like Snoop so I'm smokin' sess for lunch
Can't have pagans knowing where you sleep (Nope)
Trust me, moving house is not cheap (Nope)
Me, I get money off lines, not money off a line, so of course I be touchin' the beat
You'll get touched, how you mean?
Ayy, boy, ya see it? Ya seen?
Favourite acronym, "C.R.E.A.M"
Them boy there can't fool me, foolery (Mad)
Spin an MC out his jewellery
Dunno why they think they wanna clash until it's time to clash, this shit is not new to me
Fuck gettin' back to the way things were, can't tek man for a used-to-be
Cah I love when they tag me in petrol station vids or petrol station pics
Yo, pay me, I'll make your petrol station lit
Get Shelley and petrol station Chip
Governor of this petrol station ting
Better stay out my way, this phase I'm in
No mercy, I'll piss on the grave you're in
Believe that (Brrt), yo
Late nights bored in lockdown, reading my YouTube comments and checkin' reaction vids
Plus, Two Twos Podcast, dun know, everybody know that I got bars
But, but, but some people's opinions seem so biased
Gotta get to the bottom of the reasons
Probably got a cousin or sister, ex gyal or baby mum I might have been beatin'
I jumped in the Add' Lee, the driver looked back and saw me
Turned 'round and just turned the radio off
It was a pagan playin', told him "I ain't in my feelings, play it"
Never been a bum but I'm cheeky
Man don't want this graffiti, it's art when it's spraying
Fifteen years in this ting, got the thickest of skin, give a fuck what people are sayin'
Yeah, you better celebrate that (Mm)
Chip turned 30, celebrate that
Everyday B-day, where the cake at?
[Intro]
30
Daily duppy, yo
[Verse]
Like, why always me? Uh
Kinda feel like Mario Balotelli
Boy, you're just a student, not the prefect
Boy, I don't like your attitude, it's smelly
Like, how many times have I stood my ground
When these MCs chest up like they ready?
I raised that bar, don't forget who's sensei
What you want? Arms? Don't forget leg day
Grime in my core, uh
Like, I know who's dead, it's not grime, listen
2020, I was on my OVO shit, like, trust me, October is mine
I hate when these MC's step outta line
Fuck a machine, don't care if you're signed
To anyone saying they're the kings of anything
Trust, that's you lot's kings, not mine
Happy birthday me (Yeah)
My B-day, you'll get birthday beats (Yeah)
Can't lie, I don't really like MCs (No)
Catch 22 cah I like MCing
Like, listen, I'm a big man but I'm not, yeah
Can't spit that one there anymore
Man wish that I weren't here anymore
But I'm still here, hairlines still at the front of my head
They ain't sittin' in my chair anymore
Grime scene saviour, we know who that is (Yeah)
Every five years, gotta pop up and stop man capping (Uh)
Fifteen years, straight snappin'
Primary school, I went chess club
Fake friend, checkmate, them man cannot outthink me (Never)
Hate when I gotta kill an MC in front of everyone, it makes half the scene move kinky (Uh)
Actin' like they can't see me, I know they hear me
Ain't gotta be a badman for man to fear me
They ask what I do for a living, well, touch mic and get lairy
I could daily duppy, duppy daily
Fuck you, pay me, pay me, fuck you 'cause you crazy
Load it, lock it, off the safety
Launch the rocket, that's my son but not my baby
Stardog, all these spitters are skunked (Licked)
Them man couldn't even spin me drunk (Nope)
Tryna get high like Bob, not high like Snoop so I'm smokin' sess for lunch
Can't have pagans knowing where you sleep (Nope)
Trust me, moving house is not cheap (Nope)
Me, I get money off lines, not money off a line, so of course I be touchin' the beat
You'll get touched, how you mean?
Ayy, boy, ya see it? Ya seen?
Favourite acronym, "C.R.E.A.M"
Them boy there can't fool me, foolery (Mad)
Spin an MC out his jewellery
Dunno why they think they wanna clash until it's time to clash, this shit is not new to me
Fuck gettin' back to the way things were, can't tek man for a used-to-be
Cah I love when they tag me in petrol station vids or petrol station pics
Yo, pay me, I'll make your petrol station lit
Get Shelley and petrol station Chip
Governor of this petrol station ting
Better stay out my way, this phase I'm in
No mercy, I'll piss on the grave you're in
Believe that (Brrt), yo
Late nights bored in lockdown, reading my YouTube comments and checkin' reaction vids
Plus, Two Twos Podcast, dun know, everybody know that I got bars
But, but, but some people's opinions seem so biased
Gotta get to the bottom of the reasons
Probably got a cousin or sister, ex gyal or baby mum I might have been beatin'
I jumped in the Add' Lee, the driver looked back and saw me
Turned 'round and just turned the radio off
It was a pagan playin', told him "I ain't in my feelings, play it"
Never been a bum but I'm cheeky
Man don't want this graffiti, it's art when it's spraying
Fifteen years in this ting, got the thickest of skin, give a fuck what people are sayin'
Yeah, you better celebrate that (Mm)
Chip turned 30, celebrate that
Everyday B-day, where the cake at?
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