Rude Kid, P Money, Merky ACE - Spring lyrics

[Rude Kid, P Money, Merky ACE - Spring lyrics]

Don't act up with your likkle man blade
Why? Cause FT brought the mash in
Thinking you're rich cause of
Your likkle man wage?
Three bookings three days in a row, cash in
My mum can't come in my room when I'm mashing
Ask your girl if you think I'm gassing
Man can't come around me in no tight jeans
I'll punch man up in a whole next fashion
Ratatat, P came with the cannon
My boy's in jail cause the feds tried can him
Yeah, we're shooting but not with a Canon
No videos, better holla at Aaron
See us in Cable, cameras flashing
You're at home with the lights off, bashing
Family Tree and OGz, best crews in the game
Dun know, we're making it happen ergh, P
I beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one
Sick, disgusting, ergh, wah?


P, I beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one

Rat tat tat, ergh
Yo, blud, these pussyholes need a Tampax
When the producer's got a beat
That's a problem
Man ring me cause I'm known to slap tracks
I'll snap your neck and then break your back
Fuck a New Era cap, blud
That's a real snapback
Offer me a hand-out, I'll chop your hand off
Then give your hand back
That's called a hand back ergh
Bare MCs had to go and buy sandbags
Cause, I flooded it with ibeatthetunecom
And the KingPMoney Bandcamp
He ain't a badboy, all he does is just lie
Don't be fooled cause he's
In black like Batman trust me
You wouldn't find one bad thing in his body
Even if you went and gave him a CAT scan
Ergh, P i beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one
Sick, disgusting, ergh, wah?
P, I beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one

I beg a man chill
It's money over everyone in Blue Battlefield
If you think you're a somebody
But you're a nobody
Dialling anybody, you'll get killed
Ratata, bare blood get spilled
Ergh, ergh, shit got real
Make a choice like red pill, blue pill
One wrong move, get creep with the steel
If the grime scene was one big move
I'll run up on every MC at work
And smash their rasclart head off the till
I've been doing shows, standing onstage
Said one line, got the deepest wheel
P knows, you can ask him how it feels
You should've listened to fruit and veg
Cause you're an orange and
You're gonna get peeled ergh, P
I beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one
Sick, disgusting, ergh, wah?
P, I beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one

Ergh, ergh, ergh, wah?
A lot of these MCs think they're bad
I told the MAC and the MAC went mad
It started screaming ratata
Now you're a myth nobody know 'bout
Everybody scattered, nobody looked back
Don't drink loads and think
That you're rough, bruv
I will show you Jack and Daniels gassed
Back off
Don't piss me off, I'll get mad and slap off
Anybody's face so everybody better calm down
And be like your girl's arse and back off
Hot property, fall back, hands off
You'll tell we'll win from the stand-off
We ain't gonna draw like Van Gogh
Your plans are bound to fail like a bank job

Ergh, P i beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one
Sick, disgusting, ergh, wah?
P, I beat the tune, that's standard
Ratata in the face, that's normal
I've been doing this ting from day one

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