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Yeah, uh Fantastic The way I jump on the riddim, so drastic You're not special, you're a spastic And your Dad should've wore a prophylactic Mr. Boombastic, I'm match fit I'm top three on my own, that's a hat-trick What's my tactic? They brought that fuck you energy, I matched it Everybody wants smoke, I attract it It's like they can't accept that I smacked it I was a marga, skinny little black shit, but I backed it I punched Mega in the face and he stacked it Had him sitting on his arse like a fat shit Nobody ever mentions that shit Every time I turn around, some useless bat-shit niggas wanna chat shit 'cause they're past it I mean past it Shit on you bastards, piss on it after Wicked and darker Happiness and laughter That's how I feel, I'm a young rich master That's how I feel when I'm sitting on a charter If I was broke, I'd still be a father But I ain't and it's twenty years on, and I still got the same old drama Can't trust these bitches, they'll harm you Letras de cancionesHave you on the news, tryna make your life harder What a disaster Like the industry tryna discard you Some blown-up petty little saga I like being stuck off ends with no wallet and charger I ain't tryna downplay domestic violence I can tell my side or I can stick with silence 'cause I can't be arsed Yeah, I got the itis And I drive my car like I don't want my license I don't need advice, I don't want your guidance I'm just tryna fly to a private island No, not that island, not the kind with minors Don't take my kindness for some kind of blindness I'm still outside, it ain't hard to find us You dick-riders better shimmy aside or just high five Or call me Your Highness like King Midas King Leonidas or King Kong I'm like Don King, with the prize fighters I'm a east-sider, I don't think they like me I don't like 'em either I was still the guy when I was on the flyer Getting passed around like a cheap cider Not the Pied Piper, but you can't deny I light up the cypher I light up your life, I'm like the Black MacGyver I'm a black tiger No suit and tie, but I'm a saucy guy I'm like slip-slide, on all bald tyres I'm a sole survivor, can' t gas up me Holocaust denier, that's a one-liner I should re-design, I mean re-route I mean just ignore it, it's irrevelant I was tryna be witty, I'm not intelligent If Diddy was white, he'll be the president I'm addressing the elephant, I'm in my element With no speech impediment I should leave it alone, I think it's evident It's like Reacher, tryna preach to the Reverend I got a flow so cold, I'm malevolant From Letras Mania