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