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Man Down
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Man Down was released on May 4, 2009 by Boy Better Know as a part of the album Back 2 Da Lab, Vol. 3
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Release DateMay 4, 2009
LabelBoy Better Know
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frisco
Frisco
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frisco
Frisco
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frisco
Frisco
Producer

Lyrics

You can't educate me about street, are
You mad? Rudeboy, I was raised on the road
Came up and made my name on the road
Them man are alright but I'm like whatever
Whenever I hear them all using the flow
That's cool, just make use of the flow
So, who wants to stand up in the firing
Line? I will start expiring guys
I inspire many, I'm heavy with the flow
Them amateurs ain't ready for the pro
Me, I'm old school like the DJ Kat show
So it's no joke when I say fully grown
Them man are funny, chatting all gully, we
Know none of them ain't known to the road
None of them are known in Tottenham and Brixton
And nobody knows them, they're housed on the road
So who's asking? I'm answering those
Far from a no one, me, I'm hard bodied with flow
Straight up, man are stopping shows
These likkle **** get lucky with hoes
I'm top three selected, respected and connected
Still can't chat to me though
Run up on man at his own launch party
And duppy man, quick, get back to me bro
Shots fired, man down
Pussycats flee when the dargs are about, fam
Shots fired, man down
They don't go bap, bap
It goes boom, skat, skat, skat, skat
Scatter
Like Skibba, man are deep with the matter
Ain't gonna stop till my bank book's fatter
Pop it off, man start scatter
Come through stinking of high grade zafa
Fully grown album, that's another chapter
Shots fired, two man down
Don't stop to skip around bodies like Kaká
Manaman are tough, man, I ain't no actor
Acting tough, I can see through your bluff
You must think it ain't on top when I catch ya
Chief up anybody you bring to back ya
You need to go back to the lab
Cuh my youngers will take all your life and thank ya
Bullets will mess up your blood like cancer
Man are taking shots with no camera
Shots fired, man down
Pussycats flee when the dargs are about, fam
Shots fired, man down
And all the tough talking stops when I
You wanna run up your mouth, true, your chest is big
Pull up on a bike at the side of your whip
Spray everybody inside of the whip
Now everybody dead inside of the whip
Frisco, I'm excited with the clip
Pull the trigger and open fire on a prick
You might think that your life's alright
Come home and find Fris inside of your chick
And it's so true when they say life is a bitch
Cuh one minute you're here, the next you're gone
They wanna know what flex you're on
Disrespect the song, any song
I came to collect the wong
So man best respect what I'm on
Man are like "'Low it Fris", I was like "Long"
What are they on? Fuck a subliminal
Say my name in a song and it's on
Shots fired, man down
Pussycats flee when the dargs are about, fam
Shots fired, man down
And all the tough talking stops when I
Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap
Big Dutt, it's stinking Frisco
And you know the procedure
Nothing less, it's strictly the best
Yeah man
Big up the North London, South London, West London, East London crew
And trust me, none of these guys can say a thing
It's nothing, it's just normal
You get me?
But differently, big up my team
Cuh if it ain't always recording, obuebe no, I don't wanna know
Please, don't speak to me
It's big Frisco, big Dutty
Yes, Darkside
And I beg you, if you ain't in the top
Five, don't say anything to me, please
I'm begging you
And if you do say something, good luck to ya
Cuh everyone knows what happened to the last guy
That tried to test me, lyrically, on dubplate wax
You know what happened
I send careers to the bloodclart cemetery, yeah?
Mark my word, any one of these likkle
Wasteman MCs call out my name again
Then it's a bloodclart cemetery ting for them, yeah?
Dead
Written by: Frisco
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