President T, Bossman Birdie - Man In Meridian lyrics
[President T, Bossman Birdie - Man In Meridian lyrics]
Hang tight Bossman going out to H
Going out to Paper Pabs going out to Skepta
Going out to Jme and it's live, ok then
And when we come to do things
We do them the large way and it's real
This MC ain't wise
I wouldn't let him escape with
One of those lies
Hey rudey, I ain't none of those guys
And I only MC with one of those guys
I'll turn a dickhead MC into a guy that cries
Cos I can't promote none of those lies
Cos me and these MC guys ain't size
They will run out their
Mouth till someone dies
I don't want to send some
Music guy to the skies
They won't notice me cos
I come fully disguised
It will take 6 months or so for an
MC to realise he ain't never been clever
This MC ain't wise
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Cuz, don't try spit like Bossy
Cos you'll get fucked up trust me
I make badman turn into duppy
So you best think twice before you copy me
5ft9, yeah and I'm stocky
My people roll with masks like hockey
MCs can't see me or touch me
Not even bodybuilders can spot me
Oh man, I ain't cockney
My people say my style is cocky
Veterans wear my styles like poppies
Cos they know my style is gully
It's not Hugo, it's Bossy
And I will lay down your posse
I told you I will murder him like Gotti
I'm killing MCs hard
I ain't killing them softly
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
I went jail, bored in the sock
Now I lick shots 24 round the clock
And I've got parts of a Glock
Boy better know
I've got cats that'll spray man
Just for a £20 rock
Cuz, you'll be the laughing stock
If you out of stock
If President T went swag
Everybody knows that'd be the biggest shock
I want money, broken screen
No tax and a tanny now I cook food
And I weren't taught by a guy called Sammy
And I've got a convict granny
Boy better know
I've got guys that'll spray man just
For a lift back to Manny
I might deliver in the ends
But everybody knows I don't know David Lammy
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Going out to Paper Pabs going out to Skepta
Going out to Jme and it's live, ok then
And when we come to do things
We do them the large way and it's real
This MC ain't wise
I wouldn't let him escape with
One of those lies
Hey rudey, I ain't none of those guys
And I only MC with one of those guys
I'll turn a dickhead MC into a guy that cries
Cos I can't promote none of those lies
Cos me and these MC guys ain't size
They will run out their
Mouth till someone dies
I don't want to send some
Music guy to the skies
They won't notice me cos
I come fully disguised
It will take 6 months or so for an
MC to realise he ain't never been clever
This MC ain't wise
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Cuz, don't try spit like Bossy
Cos you'll get fucked up trust me
I make badman turn into duppy
So you best think twice before you copy me
5ft9, yeah and I'm stocky
My people roll with masks like hockey
MCs can't see me or touch me
Not even bodybuilders can spot me
Oh man, I ain't cockney
My people say my style is cocky
Veterans wear my styles like poppies
Cos they know my style is gully
It's not Hugo, it's Bossy
And I will lay down your posse
I told you I will murder him like Gotti
I'm killing MCs hard
I ain't killing them softly
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
I went jail, bored in the sock
Now I lick shots 24 round the clock
And I've got parts of a Glock
Boy better know
I've got cats that'll spray man
Just for a £20 rock
Cuz, you'll be the laughing stock
If you out of stock
If President T went swag
Everybody knows that'd be the biggest shock
I want money, broken screen
No tax and a tanny now I cook food
And I weren't taught by a guy called Sammy
And I've got a convict granny
Boy better know
I've got guys that'll spray man just
For a lift back to Manny
I might deliver in the ends
But everybody knows I don't know David Lammy
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian i know man from all kind of
Zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian