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Some manners don't like me they try and bad mind me |
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When Kano comes to town |
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All I say is mines right, and they use the limelight |
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When Kano comes around |
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Some try ta screw me or even sue me |
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But it don't work 'coz the crowd don't boo me |
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You ain't a true G, I'm too deep how can Kano stay underground |
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I ain't like most that roll around |
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And kick ****t off I hold it down |
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But we're still gully, the only pop you'll hear from us is |
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Pop, pop, pop, den we're out |
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Act up and get bopped in tha mouth |
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'Coz you're just playing a gangsta |
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Never weighed it out, feel the bounce |
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You ain't ever hit no blocks in ya mouth |
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You ain't got loving north west and south |
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N I'm a east boy, ya a chief boy |
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I finish ****t when ya starting the beef boy |
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Girls like me but I ain't a sweet boy |
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So boy don't think ya can move to me, and think I'll be asleep boy |
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'Coz I'm on ma P's and Q's, that's guna make more P's than U's |
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Even when I'm in 3's and 2's, slip there ain't no reason to |
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Slipping, if there ain't a blitz between the clique that's slippin' |
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No whip out the manner linking chicks that's slipping, that's slipping |
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If ya see me on tha game with my crew believe I'm on my P's and Q's |
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Even in ma own 2's, that's the difference between me and you |
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If ya see me on tha game with my crew believe I'm on my P's and Q's |
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Even in ma own 2's, that's the difference between me and you |
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I hate loosing so I'm against loosing |
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From London to Lu ton I'm moving |
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I'm even lurking over seas |
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And I got it locked from London to leads |
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Please from time ya heard me ****ne |
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Then I'm big from London to Mersey side |
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Ya got lines but ya spit like nursery rhymes |
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Dis years gota be mine I'm the first in line |
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Wow, ya got ya first rewind |
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But the second line sounded like the first line |
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I ain't got punch lines, I got kick lines |
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N I ain't commercial but I got hit lines |
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I spit deep rhymes |
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But I got the girls on my side from the first rewind |
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Ya might see ma face in the magazine |
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Or in a fur coat in face magazine |
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'Coz their spreading the word from the raves that I've been |
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And their bringing their purse out to pay for my team |
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I couldn't give a ****t I'm breaking the scene, making the scene |
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And then start making the cream |
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Seen? I got a gang with me |
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And we all walk with a gangster lean |
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You're all talk, you don't wanna rap with me |
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There's no jokes or no pranks with me |
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If ya see me on tha game with my crew believe I'm on my P's and Q's |
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Even in ma own 2's, that's the difference between me and you |
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If ya see me on tha game with my crew believe I'm on my P's and Q's |
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Even in ma own 2's, that's the difference between me and you |
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If ya see me on tha game with my crew believe I'm on my P's and Q's |
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In sneaks or shoes, were in a Honda **** it no jeeps and coupes |
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We'll chief ya crew, we're so hungry we'll teeth ya through |
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Some mind out before ya find out who your speaking to |
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I speak to you, on a level and speak the truth |
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So Please, theres thug in me but theres no me in you |
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And please, you ain't busting one let alone squeezing two |
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Say cheese, but it won't be a snap shot |
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Pull out and try and hit like the jackpot |
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Leave, I ain't waiting around baiting |
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The town for Kane to be found that's slipping |
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If there ain't a blitz between the clique that's slippin' |
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No whip out the manner linking chicks that's slipping, that's slipping |
