Spin Ya

I ain't gonna say it again so miss me
With the games I don't play or pretend
I ain't taking no L's I ain't beggin no friend
And I ain't telling no tails
I'm just getting revenge
I ain't gonna say it again
I'll do what they say I can't then I'll do it again
All I go is grind hard get pea and I spend
And it ain't never gonna end

(Get ready)

Sharper than a dagger
Bigger and I'm badder stand tall
I don't need a bloody ladder
Why they try'na act like I don't matter
Why I gotta be the topic
Of your bloody chitter chatter
Why they talk about my profit
Like I had it on a platter
Why they talking like I never was a jacker
I was just another (what you sayin)
Young rapper try'na pattern up a strategy
A little bit of patter
I ain't looking for a pat on the back
I want a pat and a stack
I pay a whole lot of tax and
If they knew what I was stacking
They would have a panic attack (woo)

You're a small fry I'm a family pack
I'm try'na stack into the sky
And keep the family fat
And that's that as a matter of fact
I move like I've got a battery pack
And I don't not like miss me
With the yakkity yak
You'll have me with your favourite rapper
And I shat on the track
And you was looking for your yakkity yak

She was sat on my lap
I got the pussy on tap
You're a pussy with a strap
And I've seen every kinda pussy
Give it the yap and get clapped
I'll tell a pussy chill and relax or get a slap
I'll slap a boy out of his slacks
I got plaques but I really want a billi and racks
I'm like a battle axe
Cut through a slip in the cracks
I got the?

I'm on the victory lap? I was a fidgety chaps
They make it ring? make the thingy go
I bring the misery to all you silly slivery prats
Perhaps I've got the vision
I see clear as a prism
They wanna see a collision a coalition
Me and P Money swinging the rhythm
Were in a bigger division we seeing?
In the cut on a mission you better listen

I ain't gonna say it again so miss me
With the games I don't play or pretend
I ain't taking no L's I ain't beggin no friend
And I ain't telling no tails
I'm just getting revenge
I ain't gonna say it again
I'll do what they say I can't then I'll do it again
All I go is grind hard get pea and I spend
And it ain't never gonna end
I'm ten outa ten

It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
Bet you know what I'm on when I spin ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
Better know what you're on

(Get ready)

I know why I never got the award
Coz I'm still putting man up in the hospital ward
If I pull up in a Honda Accord, this?
I don't know whay they wanted a war
I ball out with hooligans
On scrappin' at home and abroard
You weren't there you was home with your broad
Tell 'em when am cheff with this beef
I ain't messin Gordon rams
Couldn't handle the sauce
Big boy sets surrounded by 20 dead
MC's feel like im trapped in a morgue
Turn man into a corpse

Bury man alive with the fantastic four
What you expect when you man gas up a torch
Sex on my own might cum my left blade on my right side
never ever have my back to the doors
Luke Skywars when I cut a man with force
You don't want me battling, batterin'
Then I grab a snake and rattle it
Firing so many shells for the top
The round looks like a gravel pit
Wanna see what ive got until I unravel it
Look how they stutter and babble it
You went on backing it
When it gets messy then don't tackle it
Take whose chain who brought you ain't having it

Never caught that line
But clain your trappin it
For all its not that innit, you ain't got the belly your chattin it
If I left the money your grabbin it
Skateboard MC you've been on the grind for years
Without stacking it
Every year attacking it that's why im busy
Summer after summer (winter as well)
Everyone knows im busy
They don't know Dylan
But still every MC I span
Knows what it's like to be dizzy

I ain't gonna say it again so miss me
With the games I don't play or pretend
I ain't taking no L's I ain't beggin no friend
And I ain't telling no tails
I'm just getting revenge
I ain't gonna say it again
I'll do what they say I can't then I'll do it again
All I go is grind hard get pea and I spend
And it ain't never gonna end
I'm ten outa ten

It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
Bet you know what I'm on when I spin ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
It ain't on you it's in ya
Better know what you're on

Goin' for all that I'm destined
The test this proof, yeah right were your head is
I come like an electric chair in here ca' I bring shock at the end of the sentence
Test this get left back at the fences
Have you stay back like a youth in detention
Trust I been cold ready to show all you folks that I ain't the one to mess with
Or; those who oppose when I rise to the throne?
Were a threat to ever commence with the rise of this phone
I pity the fool cause I'm ready to school I prove even in my shoes you can't ever try move like me
Tailor-made, not talkin' the suit, I keep CB wave not CV soon
on me
All in the name get I whipped into shape

C -a-n-e no fame they know who I be
That lady givin' em hell they fought to repel but can't can't 'cos they stuck on the spell
Would you put bars on bars no Jessica they can't
'cos I'm doing it well
I know 'cos they shell for it
Behind bars but there isn't no bell to it
I pass anything put in my way
I want longevity not the minutes of fame
Definitive ways of talk if you want it I'm on some
Said talk if you want it I'm on job - easy
That be the silly mistake a? mistake ca' I'm willing to aim at lames that wanna move mad
They're on it like loose pounds at a boot camp when it bores down you'll sing like Susan, trust me I take the p these pagans can't ever come against me

Never
Can you i-magine?
Hoooooh my Gosh
Wow!
The audacity
They're not right in the head you know
They're just not right in the head!
What happened to these kids?
Where are your parents?!
Hey-oi, I'm so sorry, I chat so much shit



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Mills, Paris Moore Williams, Candice Nawesi
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