We tell dem Getta widda rhythm getta wid tha drum Getta widda rhythm getta wid tha drum I fight on my tongue like u not want some Let my lyrical tongue be your medicine Getta widda rhythm getta wid tha drum Getta widda rhythm getta wid tha drum I fight on my tongue like u not want some Let my lyrical tongue be your medicine Feel tha bad gyal bass Feel tha bad gyal bass injection Heres tha DJ wid tha boom selection This ones psychotic it should be sectioned Its tha rage insane wen i feel no pain Excuse while i get into your brain Let tha bass vibrate them veins And the vibe we bring now whats my name.... Dib e dibbie dy-na-mi-tie 2 get the people get them lively, lively, lively, lively En den we shout booooo Inna yo ed Lyrical shot, get up I sed Gotta do a song, dat everybody shud make Da gunman run en call friends I says Den we shout booo Inna yo ed Lyrical shot, get up I sed Gottaa do a song dat everybody shud make Da gunman run en call friends I says Gettaa widda little bitta base an drum Hear nah ya so f*ck da poor en fuck da gun Becuzza back in da day woz all about fun Tekin ya bak on ma lyrical tongues My only weapon, fu**ed hard up at fills A thrill, no cost don’t kill Yeh stan still I’mma lick ya widda vibe datch u can feel Becuz itz not about da bad attitudes An its not about da bad vibes No matta who u r an no matta wat ya do U can get sum ova natural high Its not about a dem attitudes Its not about dem bad vibes No matta who u r Wat ya do Imma nah care wot ya crib, No dogs aloud in a d race assassan But ders most be’aviour, boy Pleas Sort dem, f*ck hurrys About ya grab breas an gay en wonder why She, vex So wen ya grabby grabby Tel him flea If he step direspectfully (its he) Had enuff, Tellin us, tellin me, tellin me, tell him flea Tho sum gyals think dem 2 nice Dey stan up innna place Demma pay big price Dark talk But demma cold like ice Try screw bout ya scary az spies Man in a venue demma 2 rah rah Wen dey wanna get it at a pu-na-na An I’m like cha Cuz dem blah blah Dats it, I rest, me not a rah rah Rah rah it Bumba bumba clart it, it Gedda wid da rhythm Now get me started Me nah cum fer dex Me jus on raves, hey Nat fuss nat fuss ta fight a Girlfrend top, ya nice is nat right a Let enuff ta every brotha in sight a I don’t mean ta b impolite a But its like ya begga beggin’ Fer ya breas 2nite Lisen 2 tha dy-na-mite Lisen 2 tha dy-na-mite Lisen 2 tha dy-na-mite, inside tha place Its not about about tha fire lit Not about tha, drugs Its jus about, about tha luv Luv 4 tha music Luv 4 tha bass Ba yeh ace Theres no need 4 this badness in tha place
Dibby D, d dy-na-mite-ee Ta get da ppl demma lively BOOO