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Yes, guess who's back with a fresh ting? West, this ain't a series, come with powers Man get left in the dirt like flowers Rain all season, West bring showers Clay, come with a bang and I leng down cowards Powers, coming like Jason Statham Coming like Liam in Taken West, might move Matt Damon Wait, I'm Jason Everyone dead out Ain't no joke when the dargs get let out I've got the sun in my hand, when I let go Everybody done, make bare man spread out Head out, pack my bags and jet out Changed clothes, hopped in the Range Rover four-door Foresaw feds and I told man wet out Phase, fire, west side sheller Outburst from the Outskirts if it's rudeboy paradise Never turn down work, sitting back and I strategise Done all the groundwork and I gotta get it twice It's a little thing, a mic king of the palace like Allardyce I'm not anti, I analyse Don't spud everyone, man are like No, you don't know me, never been co-Ds So why dem ah ask who am I like a ragga vibe? Letras de cancionesSo mek me paint the picture like Mona Lisa Mandem worldwide, bonjour mamacita Kicked out of Spanish, got señoritas French round your gyal, that's more at the teacher S'il vous plaît, don't think I play I ain't easy, GHS ain't either Go world when I go with the steeze, bruv London accent overseas, bruv Still the MC saviour, beast man raver If it ain't a ting then basement cater [?] waver, no drug taker Champion, I wear the belt, no equator I'm the Nottingham saviour, best road ranger One they call hater, intimidator M1 traveller, no grime damager Shows in Dubai with no manager World-class shopper, LE2 blocker Grisly so much, nah, it's never a whopper This time around, man, the campaign's proper If I get gassed, I'm a champagne popper And I'm overly shower, first name Alpha Stand tall in the war, I'm no croucher Big boss, Bowser, peng ting browser Big body pusher, gyal scream louder Yo, coupla, coupla Straps on the low, coupla, coupla Shots for you, coupla, coupla Not in that way, in the other way Balalala, if a man diss Discarda Me will shoot up a Nike and Prada (balalala) Bun a man's skin like lava Mek an MC try step outta alla It's Discarda, I'm fucking hotter than lava Draw for the carver, bore up your father Don't ask questions, I'd rather Fuck the palava with a balaclava, yeah Mek a man try test real farda Flowdan, hand me di llama Di one that were big like Logan Sama Dem boy, dem nuh wan' drama From Letras Mania