Letra Scary Remix (Live Trax) - Abra Cadabra
Look, man won pree, man won pree
Punch sway make him drop to his knees
Man want question me, me? Old school like IGF and done on a beat
Where do you know me from?
Where did you surface from?
I only know your olders, you man ain't straight forward, dem man down circle dons
Like, rah, manaman chat about road life when it's go time them man they are missing
Big rambizzy by my side, when I do road imma grown youte so allow mum's kitchen
Look, man's never slippin', catch man and rip him, 1-2-5 when the maze man's whizzin' [?]
Fifteen inch affi kiss him, hit a man and make bae miss him
[?] before I tell man "shut up", before you get bruck up
Look, if I tell a man "shut up" and he don't shut up, yard get shut up
Aye, likkle man, what do you know? Abra Cadabra man two-show
Aye, likkle man, you don't know me, rinse man's girl like a bar I'm a boss like Hugo
Rah, dem man are washed, dem man are clean, dem man are new to the mac and the beat, these times when you were like thirteen you was probably poppin' your tee's
Dickhead pussy-'ole reject, in this world thing dawg mana' prefect
I've bleaked down too many man for my liking, he's lucky that he never did see death
Look, big smile when I slap guys
I'm a madman - wet man getting baptized
I don't tell lies
I'm a threat to the jail guys
Mash work they face dawg never fear no jail time
Fat boy got weight, just call don't think you won't get deflated
I heard it's an opp-beat day, no problem, I'll pop up the next day like happy belated
Two show for them, I'll put on a show for them, you want me get a show for them
I write on my iphone I don't hold a pen, there's no space cause I'm too busy holding skengs
Look, fuck-up, fuck-up
You watch your little bro get bruck up
Now you wanna talk about shooting, silly, PK, hit him with the stunner
4 and a half and a Dotty that's parked in a Rover
Both of these things make a man roll over
Ounto live got the cats never sober
Big dotty tonne man, boogs like clover