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Dubplate

When a veteran in the building, salute and respect from the children
I salute the badman back cause a real nigga recognise realness
These MCs back-to-back it
I've racking up bodies since Raskit's Jordan jacket
Black tracksuit and a
Butterfly in the baggies
Hard knock life, no
Stand one night, I'm
I got time for no rally

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

Line up the
I Will wants the chorus
I Sol wants some adlibs
I bet Rich wants the
But Rach wants the
To them fucking little bastards
If he's the best, who's man
Fucking hell, I'm
Abu Dhabi
held the zampers
Crack open the
For GT and them, mandem!
Yeh, full of wanksters
Man act up, an ambulance
Wheelchair bandits, 50 for the Barristers
Yuck. Sounds innit
But fuck that shit, got fish to fillet
Then grab 60k for the 60
all summer, that's liquid living
High off life, no need billing
sins here, talk big boy millions
Axel Rod get the billions
Criminal affiliates, caecilians
Beef in the ends? Better grab some
Wraps on deck man so vigilant
funny how death makes man so innocent
Image thing, I got time for the mumbling
I wan'
No suits when I do with pudding and punch
With some of these so sunken
a picture of them, If they ain't done shit
When I see the pussy, I 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
Don't ask me about in the basement, I ain't got time to explain it
I'm your favourite's favourite
But I got time to explain it
Touch road, man affi it
Got my bredrin wan arrange it
And his chip won't free up the shotgun seat but I got time to be faced it
I ain't got to explain it
I ain't got to... mad