It's All Love

Still it's all love

Murder the kicks and snares and sub

Keep it real when nuff man are duds

Nuff man are leeches

Nuff man are bugs

Pull out the lettuce it's nothing but slugs

If I bill up a zoot it's nothing but nugs

I'm locked into Spy on the radio and trust me it's nothing but dubs

Man can't never ask me who's the best MC

I'll tell you nottin but dubs

I'm in the starting lineup

You're not even subs

I used to pay subs, go on the radio, spray two dubs

One bagga missed calls

Now I got a fanbase

Next thing you know man's spraying in clubs

Sprayed up wine bars

Sprayed up pubs

Ting in the pad was there widda gloves

Nuff man are walkin about with snubs

Yeah this music lifе is risky but it's the music life I love

Back in thе day one MC dissed me

Wrote one bar and he got rubbed

Then it's all love

Straight up mad ting when a man enter

Crowd be moving left, right, centre

Fuck up the place that's my agenda

Soon as the DJ playin the mix

Soon as the DJ finish the blender

Spit your bar with splendour

Never been soft

Nah never been tender

Pull up a style

I can even lend ya

Put in a box and send ya

Bun a pretender

Top striker, spun a defender

OG like Jender

Nah you don't wanna see my temper

Nah you don't wanna see me fully bezerkin

This ain't a 9 to 5

Still man's been putting bare work in

24/7 on non stop lurkin

Slew dem non stop workin

Yeah it's footsie again

I'm spittin the peng

That's non stop merkin

Your likkle weak bars ain't hurtin

You ever had a ting in the hotel 24 hours on non stop twerkin?

See that race, already won that

Fuck up the place, already done that

Man set pace and dem man follow

Nuff man steal and call it borrow

You know my ting

I keep it thorough

I don't send threats that are weak and hollow

Nuff of dem agga end up in the pain and sorrow

Do you get that?

You'll get a whole lotta bar for your head back

You wanna go too fast and head back

Man can't skip too far and head back

Me nah really talk too much blud, dead that

Man try pre all my moves and bread that

Talk shit then say I never said that

If we ever meet again you should dread that

Cah mana mana Rasta not no dready

I am the one fam just like Headie

Give you a nightmare just like Freddie

Or pattern a fight like my name was Eddie

On your marks, get set, get ready

Bunnin a zoot whilst holdin a medie

Nuffa you MCs still not ready

I'll send a man corn if you're acting heavy