歌词
I arise in the morn' time and cut two fresh foots
Put them old bruh trainers on my foot
For I am the pick in this stick
I max the most
Drinking gin's and tea, eating hard dough bread toast
While my skeet nags
Drags on my coat
She don't like the smell of my smoke
She says my eyes them is red and I need to go and fix up my head
Honey my head is fixed
I'm getting deep with my purpose
Synchronising to the mystics of cosmic energy
My specialty be to write buff raps
Weak hearts they hate me like my name was Poll Tax
I don't pass shit on, I be the god send, god gifted
I work nuff shifts
Turning a penny to a pound
From a pound to a jacks
From a jacks to a score
My brainwave is twisted
My tactics is raw cos I
Grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Yes I grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Shit's hit the fan but I'm not the fan of shit's hit
It's the man with the bad ass bitch in town
Brought her into the circles
But she tore them down
And I frown
But in my heart I know it's all good
So I stick around like a true friend should
And they say that some things in life can't be really mended
But only time will tell
How well you and your spark prevail
Try not to implore to those stereotype factors
That they brand us with
Cos there's enough love to give
Oh Lord, what's happening to me?
All these situations I am checking with intense scrutiny
I need to slow down there and hold the horses
And just concentrate on paving the right courses
So I...
Grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Yes I grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Through the sinking sand
Through the sinking sand
Putting the reigns on the joke ting and rap ting
We be inner city source of rebel tide
Snowball effect, planet wide
Diving and ducking
Constantly rucking with the devil
Action speaks so we get active
Roots find perspective
Holds my mental in position
Ital provision
Colds my decision cos there's
Many routes to take
Much money to make
I fight not to buckle under pressure
I'm on a quest
Got to find that real self
Uno priority be wealth for the mental
Cuh nuttin' down sweet like the
Feeling I reap when I
Plan with my peeps and them plans come together
Strong and concise and coast that ill weather
I weren't supposed to be but still I am
Vibes catch a hold of my mind, I write jams
Take it to the mans then for the instant rewind
If I get to know him whine
Still I pay fools no mind
Cuh Hilton smile
Never took no bribe
I be independent
My dragon stay sinking
Nuff of them be thinking that the smile's off key
They right
I'm full of mad eccentricities
I believe in the power of the G.O.D
While nuff of them be burning up their OBEA candle
I strap on my sandal and walk like Jesus
Grip my ting and move as hard
Grip my ting and move as hard
Grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
Grip my ting and move as hard as I can
So I can vibe me a pound through the sinking sand
