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Forefather

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Lights Action

Couple more bottles for the man-dem

Jessie J, do it like the man-dem

Dollar bills throw it like a tantrum

Lights Action

Couple Marilyn's no not the Manson's

Big bottles poppin' what? Bigger than a magnum?

Yeah bitch, what? And it ain't a Lanson

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Where's my dogs at?

Where's my fuckin' great danes?

Twisted firestarter like some old skool prodigy

Take a pop at me?

You niggas my proteges yeah

1-0-0 put the comma then sizzla them haters

Fire bun the whole'a them

You can hate me now like I was Nas and them

You can hate me now like I was puff and them

Them them nuh ready dem ah road rat, know that

No roll deep flow own that

110th street no womack

Cross 3 0, own that shit, St. Olaves

Vroom vroom vroom'in on the A-13

Boom Boom Boom'in bass dirty

Zoom Zoom Zoom'in

Boom Boom Pum in'a the place

Baseline overdose

Gyal dem in some open toes

Them man say they does this shit

But them man some Pinocchio's

I was in the dance rocking like Akademics & Prada's

Tell these motherfuckers I'ma grime forefather

We get it you gas

Apple juice in your old champs

New beamer mums house

Chandeliers in council flats

You man talk but you don't ball out

We refill when the drinks all out

Too many gangsters, not enough gyal

Too much dancefloor, not enough skanks

From EQ Power house

Touch Mic bun it down

It's Kano in the house

It's Kano in the house

Youse copy or cats

Follow fashion youse all sad

Borrow this with your borrowed swag

Two bag suit and it ain't off rack

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Kano

Same Kano that bodied niggas on the radio

Kanye West can't dress like me

Hugh Hef can't sex like me

Evian can't fresh like me

Might see me in a crisp white tee

Murder the dance Rest I.P.

Balenciaga's dress my feet

Young Sam Jack effect I need

Star Wars money yeah Jedi P's

Breath

Gimme the grey goose I'll rave to the death

Brother think of the papers I'm able to spend

When you think of the hating you may wanna send

Nigga do me a favour and pay me respect

Never been about majors and taking a check

'Coz I've been about ages and K's a legend

Making the papers with papers and pens

We get it you gas

Apple juice in your old champs

New beamer mums house

Chandeliers in council flats

You man talk but you don't ball out

We refill when the drinks all out

Too many gangsters, not enough gyal

Too much dancefloor, not enough skanks

From EQ Power house

Touch Mic bun it down

It's Kano in the house

It's Kano in the house

Youse copy or cats

Follow fashion youse all sad

Borrow this with your borrowed swag

Two bag suit and it ain't off rack

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Kano

Same Kano that bodied niggas on the radio

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Sounding like some old skool K.A.

Kano

Same Kano that bodied niggas on the radio

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