Daily Duppy (feat. GRM Daily)

Just when I thought I was out They pull me back in Take the pagan's belly, shoot man like Nathan Tettey The grime scene try alienate me, the garage just called, said the spaceship's ready (I-I) I hate when a real one dies, 'cause Lord knows there ain't that many (Ju-ju) just know that the revenge is sweet, and us man are on payback heavy Fuck that conference, crush man's confidence Jump out the five Series, giving a boy the whole omnibus Real eastender, no pretender Dance in the club - weekender Them boy there, they must've forgotten But they're way too young to suffer from dementia Selective memory I may open a boy's headtop, go inside and select that memory Oh, now you remember when we, empty Now it's Fire in the Booth with a nine by my side like NorthSideBenji Violate Jan and it's corn by Feb'ry For an MC, I'm way too skengly Rock man to sleep, but not gently I knew my technique would level up eventually You're never gonna end me, you get me? But can't get me Me caught lacking? Summer holiday with the gang, my boy That means we're all packing You ain't a man if you've never had a fist to fist And I can say that I'm heavy ball baggin' So why you got your mouth wide again? Like say, you ain't coming outside again I'm by the window, rifle, Malcolm him The last of the Mohicans, scalping him You see, them man are like YouTube verbal niggas Us man are onsite circle niggas Them man are narrative curveball niggas Us man are glove-up and thermal niggas Internet, I ain't into it I read between lines of intellect I can't entertain their interest Even when I wanna say you're incorrect I tell an opp I got something for his headtop No-one on earth can intercept Up on a mountain now with a gambling problem Which means I'm in Tibet Nigga never can get away with disrespect My young boys touch risk and lift Pateks My old ting left, but I put a target on your back, boy And I don't miss the X Banana Nokia, infrared Someone call the coroner, him fi dead Ay yo, nuh bother come wid nuh indirect 'Cah man a real life hindrance I'm, I'm from a different time Book of Eli, I go different blind So many flows I don't use anymore But gimme that back, I think that's mine I don't ask and borrow, Mask of Zorro Man just flick it and zigzag guys I burn - tower bridges whenever these pricks wanna bring bad vibes Steady wit' it Head, chest and belly wit' it Go and get yours, I'm already wit' it New whip ain't seen many wit' it I be in the dance with a glass full of Henny in it I already did it Ooh, but there's levels to this 20-year career, and not a penalty missed Mm, if it wasn't for me, some of your favourites would never exist Murder Not attempted, I pushed my burner An appendix, make man curl up It's horrendous, feds wanna search us We legged it Now I'm in the German with the members I got a surgeon, and agendas Another thing, I cover skin like Jergens with a vengeance I told man, "Don't take it personal" The bally's in reach, the jacket's reversible How you want it? Diagonal or vertical? Your reality's far from virtual You want smoke, my nigga, I'm terminal Fuck the other side, I ain't crossing no bridge any time soon Brudda, I've burnt them all I'm from the city of Troy, I prefer the war I go on the line, 'cause album week Mountain peak, shaolin steez How has he Lost a bit of weight, but the pounds increase? Calm, Ghetts got the whole scene puzzled Man wanna know where I found this piece I ain't gotta shout, just speak You can scream your name in a well, my guy, and you still wouldn't sound this deep I'm looking for my man, where's my man? I'm just out here counting sheep Shooters outside, like Downing Street I don't care who you know, I got Dhalsim reach I told my dark-skin ting, "Wipe the browning clean"