Kano - Pied Piper lyrics

Yo, talk about flows
Better talk about that nigga Kano
Money man make dough but they lay low
Feds move plain clothes but
They're bait though
Ain't no angels on the main road
Shove that halo up your A-hole
Never sold one bit of food, that's you
Yeah, I kept Os in my balls, that's me
We turned up before turning up
Sweet boy, you was S-curling up
Hit Gyalchester from Birmingham
All dem gyal will still twerk for us
All my pals are still serving up
Some of our mandem still burning up
Still 20 deep if we're firming up
Won't ever see us Ben Sherman'ed up
Landing, big drop man ting
Bow tie antics, shirt and Stan Smith
Veuve and brandy, Mercston match fit
One punch KO, verses a madness, bars on deck


Blud, it's a par if you're next
And please, tell Simpson Miller, free Kartel
Ah, gaza mi seh
Cause man don't fuck with niggas
No new friends dem man are not my gang
Don't fuck with kitchen DJs dem
It's never no pots and pans
Flocks of fans, looking like dots of ants
Moshing to songs that bang
Pop some champs, come to a Kano shubs
Plenty Ciroc and yak, shots and skanks

Cuh mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans mandem are what?
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans mandem are who?
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans
Dem man dere? Bunch of wanks
Moving bookey, we're on dem man

Talk about energy, talk about G
Talk about original, talk about D
Talk about dough, then talk about Diz
Talk about bangers, then talk about Biz
Talk about integrity, talk about Jme
Talk about beef, then we're talking 'bout A&E
Man can't come round here
With your roadman speech
Especially when I got this Wray in me
You've got a glove but you ain't got a strap
You've got a strap but you never buss that
You buss that but you never hit jack
Said that it jam but it never did that
Please do the maths ain't no shells in dat
Ain't no shells in dat you do the maths
Ain't no shells in dat
Ain't no shells in dat
We hit dance, touch mic and shell that down
Bars, package and sell that
Swimming in 'nani, yep, Michael Phelps that
Now, blud, I just can't help that
You do the maths boys love girls and that
Boys love girls and that you do the maths
"Nite Nite" and that, "Brown Eyes" and that
Gyal dem love we're bad but

Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans mandem are what?
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans mandem are who?
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans
Dem man dere? Bunch of wanks
Moving bookey, we're on dem, on dem
On dem man

Put dem pants
Take back no talk, I don't take back chat
Don't answer back, I don't take backchat
Call that man puff, his a take that slap
Take that five fingers to the face
Add about 5db to the bass
Take about five bills out when I rave
All of my five bredrins do the same
Snake and crane, flow's insane
Press know Kano, the fam know Kane got the-

Ah, fuck it logan
Mandem are, m mandem are hey

Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans
Dem man dere? On some- ah
Moving bookey, we're on dem, on dem
On a man, on a man, dons and dans
Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and
Dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans
Mandem are dons and
Dons and dans, mandem are real badman
Mandem are real b-

Ayy classic
Real grime shit rapid
Skip on it, skip on it d-d-d, d-d-d