Merky ACE, M.I.K - Nuts lyrics

Gets all nuts when man ah man's sliding
Man ah man better duck down
When man ah man's firing
I ain't really inna no fighting
That's all tiring
But, if I've got the something, you can still
Get ironed out like man ah man's ironing

Know yourself out here
'Cause the confusion can turn out
To be quite costly (Trust me, alright then)
I ain't on a funny man ting like Cosby
Hands on the 38, who's gonna stop me?
(No one) aim and bang that properly
I ain't inna peacemaking like Mahatma
Defend my own just like a Black Panther
I ain't tryna kill a man's soul like cancer
Show a man anger
Stop man's boat with the anchor
Everybody asking if he's dead like Sanka
Till they got close and they
Seen his brains splatter, guts and gore
What you think man ah man's clutching for?
Get a busted jaw if man ah ain't got it
But, it's only when the
Move's looking like Sonic

Gets all nuts when man ah man's sliding
Man ah man better duck down
When man ah man's firing
I ain't really inna no fighting
That's all tiring
But, if I've got the something, you can still
Get ironed out like man ah man's ironing

Wollan, it's a ting where
I've got so much Oneaway footwear
Why would I fight when
I've already been there?
Looking for the ting with the
Big belly right there
So much gear in the air, man disappear
Come through letting off sting like Ric Flair
These man are full up of air, I don't care
Th-th-these man are soft and
Sweet like gummy bear
Why would I waste my time?
There's no tummy there
38 bang, now man wanna talk up
Too late, feds on the case, bare chalk up
38 bang, now man wanna act fair
Two weeks back, man didn't wanna show fear
Sitting in a chair with his
Face all long there
Right eye's lazy so I've got a mad stare
Holding a stick in my hand like fifth gear
Oh

Gets all nuts when man ah man's sliding
Man ah man better duck down
When man ah man's firing
I ain't really inna no fighting
That's all tiring
But, if I've got the something, you can still
Get ironed out like man ah man's ironing

Never catch me thumbs out
On the motorway standed
I play my cards right like
Bruce Forsyth and Gambit
As an on-point dealer, if there's dealings
Man handle it tek a chance and gamble it
Back when I had a two-pound and scrambled it
Hold on, black hoodie with a tracksuit
Nike ting lOL, laugh out loud, man's hyping
Didn't say much when the ting was by him
Boom bye bye for the pagan, light him
Sky him, could never be my ting
Shotgun ting when the shotgun's riding
Got a new ting and I call that gliding
Target practice, no misfiring, oh

Gets all nuts when man ah man's sliding
Man ah man better duck down
When man ah man's firing
I ain't really inna no fighting
That's all tiring
But, if I've got the something, you can still
Get ironed out like man ah man's ironing