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Dubplate

When a steps in the building, salute and respect from the children
Then I salute the badman back cause a nigga recognise realness
These MCs can't it
I've been racking up since Raskit's Jordan jacket
Black tracksuit and a
Butterfly knife in the
Hard knock life, no
Stand one night, I'm
I got time for no rally

Take all the and dollar the gyal
Psst. I'm a Yardie, how I call a gyal
Check 1-2 mic and a one
Man spudded you spurned you
Can't undo history, written too much to be written off, young youts
We're some kings drinking ace, that's
Up Bond street. Bond
That's kung fu
Let me bump tunes. And split like the sun roof
The gangsters must approve and theyre for the bus youts
Then the ends say got one (Bop, Bop)
Rudeboy, wheel it again all them people fi dead
The harder them MCs came, the harder them MCs
soundboys can't two for two it
Man's been stacking up riddims from 7 inch Shabba and
Dress code, and twos it
Church's? No, do it
Earnt didn't win through it
new, not newish
Kettle on the wrist the Tetley brewing
leather just flew in
Might cop a gold president Putin
Rev at the lights, no em I'm Lewis
But I'll open your door "gentlemen do it"
Phew! This called harassment

up the caskets
I know wants the chorus
I Sol wants some adlibs
I bet wants the Royalties
But Rach the gasment
To done fucking little bastards
If he's the best, who's man
Fucking hell, I'm
Abu madness
Fookin held the
Crack the champers
For GT and them, mandem!
Yeh, club full of
Man act up, an ambulance
Wheelchair bandits, 50 for the Barristers
Yuck. Sounds fishy
But that shit, got bigger fish to fillet
Then grab 60k for the 60
Drunk all summer, that's living
High off life, no splif billing
sins here, talk big boy millions
Axel Rod get the billions
affiliates, black caecilians
Beef in the ends? Better grab militants
Wraps on deck man so vigilant
It's funny how death makes man so
Image thing, I got time for the mumbling
I wan'
No when I do lunch with pudding and punch
With some of these bruddas so
Take a picture of them, If they ain't shit
I see the pussy, I will grab the pussy but I ain't got time for the Trump shit

Some just don't know levels but I ain't got time to explain it
I got time to explain it
ask me about beef in the basement, I ain't got time to explain it
I'm your favourite's favourite's
But I ain't got time to it
Touch road, man murk it
Got my other bredrin wan it
And his chip won't free up the shotgun seat but I ain't got time to be it
I got time to explain it
I ain't got to... mad