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)