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Dubplate

When a veteran steps in the building, salute and respect from the
Then I salute the badman back cause a real nigga realness
These MCs back-to-back it
I've been racking up bodies since Raskit's Jordan
Black and a ratchet
Butterfly knife in the
knock life, no Annie
Stand one night, I'm
I got time for no rally

Take all the and dollar the gyal
Psst. I'm a Yardie, that's how I call a
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. Bond
lyrical kung fu
Let me bump tunes. And they split the sun roof
The gangsters must and theyre waiting for the bus youts
the ends 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
Them can't two for two it
Man's been up riddims from 7 inch Shabba and Loochie
Dress code, and twos it
Church's? No, do it
Earnt this didn't win it
Purchase new, not
Kettle on the wrist with the Tetley
Italian leather just in
Might cop a white gold president
Rev at the lights, no tell em I'm
But open your door like "gentlemen do it"
Phew! This one's called

up the caskets
I know Will wants the
I think Sol some adlibs
I bet Rich wants the
But Rach the gasment
To done fucking little bastards
If the best, who's man then?
hell, I'm Cassius
Abu madness
Fookin held the
open the champers
For GT and them, mandem!
Yeh, club of wanksters
Man act up, an ambulance
Wheelchair bandits, 50 for the Barristers
Yuck. Sounds fishy
But fuck that shit, got bigger to fillet
grab 60k for the 60 minutes
Drunk all summer, that's liquid
High off life, no splif billing
Bigger here, talk big boy millions
Rod tryna get the billions
Criminal affiliates, caecilians
Beef in the ends? grab some militants
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 lunch pudding and punch
With some of bruddas so sunken
Take a of them, If they ain't done shit
When I see the pussy, I will grab the pussy but I ain't got time for the shit

Some boys just don't know levels but I 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
But I got time to explain it
Touch road, man affi it
Got my other wan arrange it
And his won't free up the shotgun seat but I ain't got time to be faced it
I got time to explain it
I got time to... mad