Introduction

[Intro] (We're going back to the lab, back to the lab) Yeah fam, Back 2 Da Lab Volume 3 (We're going back to the lab, back to the lab) Sorry for the long wait, you know I was cooking up the food (back to the lab, back to the lab) You know I only drop the food when it's ready (back to the lab, back to the lab) So you know I'm ready to drop food on man you get me (back to the lab, back to the lab) Back 2 Da Lab Volume 3, still the peng you get me [Verse 1] When I step on road, man know not to violate or try jump out of the place Are you dumb? Are you mad? Are you out of your face? Don't ever jump out of your place, I don't wanna hear nothing about strap in ya waist I beat shots like Gerrard and when I say I roll with the darg I don't mean Wellard So man better cool and relax in the place See me I just cool and relax on the bass, I can get busy with a kick and a bass I can get busy with a snare and a kick and if one of them pricks try chat in my face Ey blud, I got slugs that will done a mans dance make you feel like you've just got lamped in the face Now watch me get dark on the riddim and bass, them man are sweet like cinnamon taste Actually them man are soft like playdo, dunknow them man are all tight waste I don't wanna hear no talk about weight, big up your chest and you're ten man strong But it's nothing I've got something tucked in the waist Never off beat like I'm back to the bass and a mix tape here and there ain't nothing Best thing you just keep up with the pace and if you can't keep up with the pace Best thing you put down the mic and cool Best thing you pull up your mind with tools And if a MC tells me to suck my Mum, I will put down the mic and brawl But man better relax and just cool Ey blud, these niggers act tough with their friends they say 'Alright, cool?' [Outro] Back 2 Da Lab Volume 3, it's nothing rudeboy Big Fris, Fully Grown it's coming, say nothing