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My music doesn't fuck about
I ain't feeling all this latest stuff about
Nah, my music doesn't fuck around
And if you don't like it
Get the fuck up out of here, yeah

Get the fuck up out of here, yeah
Get the fuck up out of where? Here
Get the fuck up out of
I ain't feeling all this latest stuff about
I've heard enough

They may as well turn it off
I've got the almanac
It's me they need to be learning of
Straight, I'll never be swerving off
Just wait for the bass to drop
Cause when I get onto that

The ceiling's gonna be peeling off rough when I light up a riddim
Start letting off shots like my name was Megatron
I was in the VIP chilling

When they rang the alarm
When they seen a don stepping on
They knew it was gonna be a massacre
Cuh man ah move like some decepticon
Make everyone rise their bazukas
For the shooter microphone demigod

Rise from under the dirt like Dracula
Rise from alive like Frankenstein
The level of their riddim dem
Just ain't good enough
Can't come ah dance and demonstrate mine

I get sicker on the riddim than cancer
Real weed man, I ain't the cigarette kind
And watch how I go for the jugular
Move straight to it and I do it anytime
My music doesn't fuck about

I ain't feeling all this latest stuff about
Nah, my music doesn't fuck around
And if you don't like it
Get the fuck up out of here, yeah
Get the fuck up out of here, yeah
Get the fuck up out of where? Here

Get the fuck up out of
I ain't feeling all this latest stuff about
I'm lighting up the levels are rising up
Badman are hyping up
The gyal dem are wining up
The rave ain't live enough

Put on a riddim, I'll style it up
One of my bars will wild it up
Till somebody bars, rewind it up
I'm in a zone and I'm zoning
Everybody stand back from the launchpad when I take off

Should've known from how the ting's going
If your team's close to the speaker
That's your face gone
We need more room in the building
I told them already, I'm a shutdown don

One microphone, one riddim
Two draws of the zoot
And the gash for a couple of my dons
Just for the couple of my dons make the bouncers double up the
Numbers and barricade off it's all mad

Every one of my tunes keep shutting it down
Boydem wanna lock the rave off
Could tell they wasn't ready
For what to expect
When I rolled up dressed in black like a boss

You don't know wah gwan, I'm like an assassin
Cuh everyting dead when I'm gone
My music doesn't fuck about
I ain't feeling all this latest stuff about
Nah, my music doesn't fuck around

And if you don't like it
Get the fuck up out of here, yeah
Get the fuck up out of here, yeah
Get the fuck up out of where? Here
Get the fuck up out of
I ain't feeling all this latest stuff about