Watch out for the snakes, heh In the grass cah they'll try to catch you If I bless you, or get achoo'd Then it's all blessy Can I get a hachhoooo!?
[Verse 1: Ocean Wisdom]
How many ways can I say what I wanna say Say what I wanna say how many ways can I Just came in a scrum that's proper gay Spray like a copper's AK In the states of mind Used to be on it mate Didn't cooperate, gobbling wallets and swatting braids These days couldn't be bothered mate Me, I want proper wages to take mumsy on holiday Yo Theres lots we can offer brave Other than a mean stare and a dodgy eighth So what you're a nice bird with a dodgy mate I seen a nice guy knock out a proper snake I don't want a sentence, me I wanna break So I wrote a sentence with a proper break For a breather like Skepta did Nah I'm not a dreamer cus it's on a plate Achoo! Yo, I know guys that are funny and horrid They only get p if the money is borrowed And they get so licked that they can't walk And they fall face first and end up in their foreheads And you got mad girls round here Don't get me started I won't finish cus they show promise First they wanna diss me then they wanna kiss me And then they wanna hit me then draw for the bollocks How you gonna fuck with my head like that Like I won't switch kick, took a bitch to the forest Take her to a wood shack Fairytale vibe Likkle blond ting Force feeding Goldilocks' porridge I ain't even on that vibe But I like that vibe, if you like that vibe you're a nobend Yeah I just clocked what I said if you clock you're a twat then you got it If not you're a novice
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[Verse 2: Ocean Wisdom]
Check If man holla me for the 3 I'll be more than obliged Writing a rhyme when I'm bored in the night time Fighting a Mike Tys, that guy in my mind Write with a right fight with a mic 'til i write something nice That they might like, like mike I be young jumping for high times I'm a white guy and a black guy in a brown guy How high was a good film because it outlined heist niggas Trying to to fit in with them white niggas I be spitting son quite vicious Im a bredda with a nice image I come pricker with a quite different, quite different Ice ridden cold flow nice wid it I said "mum give me my spinach" She said "eat little boy stop hyping it" Now I'm altogether like a nice village But I'm in a cold place like a icepick is Neat sweet ting by rag and bone Gave her the neat sweet ting when I rag and boned her My tings long I been on the map on alton prince kong We be in the cab with crow and tings on Busy with rum kush with the stay piff Dont gizzie with the free c's with the new song Got pars looking wavey for 1-6 'Till I clocked Mitch say no wizzie ain't drunk Bigs and prospects are bredrens Me I got big prospects with bredren's don Got objections to resting, but we find its odd To pretend to be strong Im in the box with a klaxon Watch when I pop out and smash them It's overly long So you know when I'll be making the pie When the rest of the man, dem are singing our song