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Bring It
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bring It was released on February 15, 2019 by Independent as a part of the album Legends of South London
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Release DateFebruary 15, 2019
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
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Credits

Lyrics

Hahaha
Yo
Ahh shit
And who wanna bring what?
Ayy
Oi Doctor, Remerdee
What's gwaaning?
They're joking
Talk to these boys, man
I don't think these boys really wanna bring shit
Hang on, if it's war then bring
There he goes, still talking
He's going on like he's gonna swing
But he's saying "watch" like yeah, it's a film
Him on his Js, boot at his face
Don't stand there and gaze, beat me, blaze
D to the R, yeah, it's Doc in our brains
And 48 hours is still two days
Clash me, I'm like anyway
I'm heavyweight, I'm murking any breh
Come on, I'm like a positive simile
Your breddas are weak like anyday
I'm in South, not West like Kanye
I'm all up in your head like Garnier
This guy wanna come and try harm me, hey
Rem, is this guy barmy? Hey
I hear a lot of breddas talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
On the radio talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
It's no long ting, you know we'll (bring it, bring it)
So if we catch you slipping, we're gonna (bring it)
I hear man dem talking and whispering
Bun his chest just to tell him you're listening
Every time I baptise the mic
I leave hot body girls wet like christening
In my face, you're talking nice
And behind my back, you're dissing
You don't really wanna end up missing
Bottom of the sea bed, you'll be kissing
Hollowman pack heat like kitchen
Switching, Jen, I switch blades, I'm switching
You don't really wanna see me switching
Leaving boys on the floor all twitching
It's my rhymes that girlies singing
You're talking but I can't see what you're bringing
You wanna clash me but you want a bring-in
Run up on you with my dog just like Tintin
I hear a lot of breddas talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
On the radio talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
It's no long ting, you know we'll (bring it, bring it)
So if we catch you slipping, we're gonna (bring it)
You better step before I bring it to your doorstep
If you screw, fuck you, a man'll spit direct
If I slew, I'm gonna be direct
I don't care if you can't say my name direct
It's here, live and direct
So man ah run up on the set like hmm, directs
See me in the flesh, I'll take your soul like death
You're acting like Johnny Depp
You once was a fan, now you wanna switch like Stan
I don't understand
You're pissed off 'cause you ain't in my plans
And you're never gonna be me, man
I'm R to the D, I'm big on the plans
I'm big on the roads 'cause I am the man
And your whole crew's bait like scams
Call me Uncle Remerdee, not Sam
I hear a lot of breddas talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
On the radio talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
It's no long ting, you know we'll (bring it, bring it)
So if we catch you slipping, we're gonna (bring it)
I hear a lot of breddas talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
On the radio talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
It's no long ting, you know we'll (bring it, bring it)
So if we catch you slipping, we're gonna (bring it)
I hear a lot of breddas talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
On the radio talking but they won't (bring it, bring it)
It's no long ting, you know we'll (bring it, bring it)
So if we catch you slipping, we're gonna (bring it)
Written by: Doktor, Jendor, Remerdee
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