It's dat bad black British bigger beats bitch
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From Brixton to Beanu the streets get switched
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She said, hard lips ching, we don't want shit no
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Singing a flow and it started a tempo
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Sharper dan a razor, when you walkin' my way
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Gonna fuck you up caught you up in the style
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When I'm wise and my style, slit your wrist
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Suicide, with my fists and my tounge comes like a knife
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Meana-mee-za, meana-mee-za, and it's my trick
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To six foot deeper dan da concrete
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Comin' misty but like Shaggy, it wasn't me
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It was my lyrical ability on trinity
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My flem caught on billy so my lyrics are a flame
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So my tounge comes in danger signs of deadly
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So dey sayin' it's anotha explosion
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But it won't really fussy, 'cuz I really 'em
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It's dat bad black British bigger beats bitch
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From Brixton to Beanu the streets get switched
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She said hard lips ching, we don't want shit no
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Singing a flow and it started a tempo
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It's dat bad black British bigger beats bitch
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From Brixton to Beanu the streets get switched
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She said hard lips ching, we don't want shit no
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Singing a flow and it started a tempo
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You never knew about the lyrical G, lyrical G
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Mirical, lyrically, haters fakers S T E P, your boot in G R A V E
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You M I S S I N G, or D A T E to L I T E
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Wanna fuck wit dis bad girl MC
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While I fuck wit D Y N A M I T E
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Fuck dat, now I'm famine girl, fuck your chat
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It's time to get dhose, who don't really feel
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Unfortunately and I'mma get R E S P E C T
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Now bring your crew, your fools, your ton, your gun
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Bring your dawgs, bring your men, bring your mum
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Take her in like you fuckin' wit sons
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'Cuz I paid when the job is done
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People dynamite's danger, the family changer
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X-Zones banger, re-arranger, dynamite is danger
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And now you don't know that dynamite's deadly, I'm ready
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You ready, I'm ready, all's empty, dynamite is deadly
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You so fun, bring your girly and cum
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Dynamite is on, pussy ready on da run
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Re-arrange your face like you was Jackson ta don
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Power failure, let's get powerfully
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Let's get one ting clear, MC wit'a pussy
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But I'm not be fuck wit, I'm not to be dissed
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Take another piece, 'cuz I'm just a lyricist
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Lyrics hit like mic-core Ali's siss
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Man's say she's script and girl's sayin' she's a bitch
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MC's say she's shit 'cuz I'm here flippin' scripts
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People wit sense would say I don't wanna quick snitch
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Labels wanna sign her, and raters like behind her
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Haters wanna bind her and dawgs wanna grind her
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Smart man stiff 'cuz dey ain't even fine
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'Cuz dey kno I ain't called Dynamite for nuttin'
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Everywhere I step, everywhere I turn
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I see da haters they can't handle anything burnt
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Everywhere I spin, everywhere I go
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Jealously wanna my facet and they want try and steal my dough
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Everywhere I step, everywhere I turn
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I see da haters they can't handle anything burnt
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Everywhere I spin, everywhere I go
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Jealously wanna my pussy and they want try and steal my dough
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It's dat bad black British bigger beats bitch
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From Brixton to Beanu the streets get switched
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She said hard lips ching, we don't want shit no
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Singing a flow and it started a tempo
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It's dat bad black British bigger beats bitch
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From Brixton to Beanu the streets get switched
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She said hard lips ching, we don't want shit no
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Singing a flow and it started a tempo
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Danger
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Ms. Dynamite |