Still Sittin' Here

[Intro: Fekky] Yeah, I like that Cuh right now I feel like that Boy in Da Corner Fekky Shout out Dizzee Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh (Splurge Boys) Get me It's Live O, it's live O, it's live O Fekky Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Hook: Fekky] I'm just sitting here Doing what I do (shut up) Smoking on a big fat zoot (Fekky, Fekky, Fekky, Fekky) I heard they wanna make a move (come on then) You must be (bait) blood I've got that ting and it goes bang Bu-bu-bang bang bang Bu-bu-bang bang bang It's Live O My crew is live o (trust me it's live o) [Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal] Breddas wanna test my frame They wanna test my aim Hoes wanna throw shit on my name Sorry if I ain't all smiles when you see me in the streets Yo I got a lot of shit on my brain A lot of pressure to maintain But you don't wanna hear me complain About the pitfalls of fame You wanna see me knuckle up and go against the grain And frankly I feel the same So I'm bringing the pain Fuck being restrained These breddas are lame Fuck being the same More heart in my testicular vein I'm ready for war Everybody feels real til they're laying dead on the floor I've seen it before I'm so easily bored You should be checking out the women What you preeing me for? If you don't wanna meet your maker better settle your damn jaw Smoke a lot of weed but I'm going to Dam for more Maybe a sativa that'll settle my anger or Light my head space So I can elevate and get away from your dead face And dead waste Wannabee hard nuts and gangstas I'm sick of these wankers Knock me out or drop me out Stab me, shoot it out Or shut your mouth Dunno what your talking about You got a problem? Sort it out Count 10 and just walk it out Kill any ideas that you thought about You don't wanna see your soul go walkabouts Body on the floor chalk it out Close your spout Please put a stop to that noise that you're squawking out And have a breather Go disrupt another geezer Time is money and I'm tight like Ebenezer I just wanna chill for real where all the trees are Kill yourself it'll be easier [Hook: Fekky] I'm just sitting here Doing what I do (Raskit) Smoking on a big fat zoot I heard they wanna make a move (come on then) You must be (Bait) blood I've got that ting and it goes bang Bu-bu-bang bang bang Bu-bu-bang bang bang It's Live O My crew is live o (trust me) [Verse 2: Fekky] It's live o Shut your pie hole (shut up) You wanna call on war Then run to the 5-0 (Bu-Bu-Bang) Ain't got a mill, but I'm alright though These Vivienne Westwood shoes, a man moonwalk like Michael (ooowwwww) Rappers don't be scared, nobody wants your title Came in the game, bu bu bang fuck up the cycle Rob me are you mad (mad) Jumping man like a psycho (yeahhh) These niggas might like your pics But these niggas don't like you Big Fekky, Big Fekky I'm just sittin' here Tell 'em come and get me As I sit here and I lay back Hot choc and some flapjacks Bitch says she hates me Fucked her and she came back Bu bu bang (yeah) You're just a bunch of nobodies No dough, no weed, no straps, no bodies Dead gyal, bad weave, no tits, no bodies (yeah) Who does it like me, nobody [Hook: Fekky] I'm just sitting here Doing what I do (shut up) Smoking on a big fat zoot I heard they wanna make a move (come on then) You must be blood I've got that ting and it goes bang Bu-bu-bang bang bang Bu-bu-bang bang bang It's Live O My crew is live o (trust me it's live o)