Don't Be Dumb

Militant Relevant Frivolous Gentleman Wid ten bitches I fingered all ten off em Quick ten stitches I splited his melon an in weren't nuttin to do wid his melanin Brick my bredda then spitz wiz bellin em sticks adrenaline dippers swelling an Mischief Bubbling Swift an menacing Oh my golly can't dip my bredrerin Bredrin That's sounds threatening very unsettling Somebody get him some ketamine Settle him down And hekkle him And I got a big face kettle all metal no bezel in Never done banking scams embezzling Run up on em on the main road, no peddling Telling him Stop being femine Mind your business bitch stop meddling Oops daisy better than Jay-Z You fugazi Didn't want gravy Beef Shakey Lookin all Haiti I demand you never try play me Skip The intro If it ain't Blade B Sip The vimto puffin' I daydream I decides who's winning fuck mainstream I'm the guy Who's running it lately Mate It's late, and getting all rapey Molest the beat like Spacey Rapping all hasty Spitting all racy I'm no square but they can't debase me They can't erase me I'm not Patrick Swayze dancing away are you crazy, fuck you pay me All I gotta say Get paid on the daily I'm so wavey Eh, wouldn't it be convenient if a nigga weren't good at it Disobedient on the riddem I truant it She da BBM But her pussy still doin' it She be in the ends but I might go ruin it True dude you do you You stupid cunting dumb buffoon I come in your room an cum on a spoon An mix that inadi juice your mother would use Your bloody confused And I'm unamused You don't wanna see come through with the one two Some sort of Kung Fu Anything fun for you I'm gonna undo Yeh I'm gonna sun you Not hot cross, when I say I'm gonna bun you Tell me one thing that I said that is untrue Couldn't give a toss Ain't taking no loss I'm a boss for you dumb youths, move Don't be dumb 'Cause you'll get spun And it won't be fun You'll be glum I'm not your chum No, I ain't the one Got a whole lotta lip and a whole lotta tongue But what have you done Don't be dumb 'Cause you'll get spun And it won't be fun You'll be glum I'm not your chum No, I ain't the one Got a whole lotta lip and a whole lotta tongue But what have you done It's Dylan the villain Sicker than penicillin no cinnamon in him I come through gung ho yeh I'm ready and willing I've bin winning and flinging my willy in women I said I'm gonna make a million from the beginning Now I'm making a killing I ain't begging or bidding I'm just doing it big so now I give it biggun No kidding yo Wiz come swing in the riddim Did it when they didn't wid a brilliant written I got a bitch all in the kitchen an she finna be smitten An if I give her all this dickin She be feeling a million in da mirror wid a minion a lil Brazilian An if Billie wasn't feelin it I'm flippin to Jenny den Ima stick it to your Mrs like my Jimmy resilient She can eat around the meat but then the dinner need finishing Wizzy in a lickle predicament Wat you tellin' 'em Jesus That's a bloody mouthful And I got my hands full That's a mazza doesn't matter cause I'm gonna stand tall Come in to your manor like a vandal Hit 'em with the bottom of the sandal Quicker than a flicker of a candle Stick her with the dick and let it dangle Picky and get a little tricky with the angles Sticky in the inner city brewing up a scandal Do you wanna gamble I never seen a nigga would listen to the rambles I been around dem killers an they difficult to handle Don't think about the business they forever trine wrangle Whatever to them breddas I ain't really tryna tangle I'm chillin wid a suttin that requests a lickle strangle I pick her by the ankle flick her triangle Jiggley bangles thingy was mangled Run to her man who lives wid her now wid her now pum pum in a Shambles It's Dizzee and Wizzy, we get hella busy Every time we hop on a riddim, we really hit the belly Touch road like a Pirelli with two shellies Somethin' ready and mi haffi intend to move heavy Heavyweight, never debate, we never hesitate, delegate We in the game, them man never play Imitate all that you want, you won't elevate Anyway, sorry, mate, you better get away (Move) Don't be dumb 'Cause you'll get spun And it won't be fun You'll be glum I'm not your chum No, I ain't the one Got a whole lotta lip and a whole lotta tongue But what have you done Don't be dumb 'Cause you'll get spun And it won't be fun You'll be glum I'm not your chum No, I ain't the one Got a whole lotta lip and a whole lotta tongue But what have you done