[Seanie T]
Wah dem talk bout tings is running?
Big tings affi gwan, bredren
Mmm
So we step, so we step
In de wickedest crep
Blessed are dem yout dem that walk wit dem style
Seen?
Blessed is all selecta weh play dem style
All DJ weh mix dem style
Yeaman
[Verse]
I've been running tings hot, kind of cool, call it tepid
You can't skank till you step it
Can I [?]
Big tings fi gwan with no bone or no bet it
You get me, you get it
Some bad fi fiyah but dem maths dem don't get it
Hopscotch ethics, Roots me done get it
The Met is pathetic
Start chat, and a pat pon my back
Not just get it [?] poetic
[Roots Manuva]
Making frame on some next astral plain, getting stressed
I be far from a City gent
So far
I be inner-city cruff
On the regs I bust back-street moves
Steady making shift like a dirt-poor hick
I jump up on the stage but I won't grab my dick
I get down though, giving thanks to the Creator
Code name inflator[?], nice like Jamaica
Step into the future, collator will be greater
[Chorus]
True we are the ganja blessed!
Big tings fi gwan
With the Roots and badman
Big tings fi gwan
True we are the ganja blessed!
Big tings fi gwan
With the Roots and badman
Big tings fi gwan
[Verse, Seanie T]
Ch- ch- ch-
Check out the method as we allocate the pain coming fi Lane[?]
To Brick Lane to Petticoat Lane
Up to Streatham High Road on the main
Straight to Brixton Hill, baby, down to Acre Lane
Cos Seanie is the name and microphone inna the game
And yes I aim to send you all batty like a Bruce Wayne
Cha!
I'm like the [?] rush with enough crush to make a Slush Puppy hush
Must be the original Dennis like Menace
Got ya going back and forth like table tennis
I got some open like a Grand Canyon
That's why dem couldn't drop me like a bull inna one pen
Cos dem one dem kyaan dem kick dem kyaan talk me again [???]
Cos dem take me ribby sticky stick dem pon dem bong skin
Cha!
[Chorus]
True we are the ganja blessed!
Big tings fi gwan
With the Roots and badman
Big tings fi gwan
True we are the ganja blessed!
Big tings fi gwan
With the Roots and badman
Big tings fi gwan
[Verse, Roots Manuva]
The specialist grip mics, it's we that we resemble
Reason being, me and my speech dem assemble
Phonic bubonic, that sonic pulled off
Cough
For them he dares, be damned he or her
It just don't matter, I'm true to the cause
Diddy daddy who for them bust sexy jaws
Simit gets mad while I scribble pon me pad
Can't get no sleep while so beats on my mind
Grand designs got my brain waves jagged
Ragged to the bone, skills I hone daily now
City sharks is poised in a circle
Looking to convey these blessings?
You best come with chequebooks fat, no less than five digits
The days of the midget funds is days of old
This mental load is crammed with plans for my
Fams and peeps
For ten nights I bleach
I don't want to hear no blamming, just want to see the calm
Rolling to the bank singing "big tings a gwan"
[Chorus]
True we are the ganja blessed!
Big tings fi gwan
With the Roots and badman
Big tings fi gwan
True we are the ganja blessed!
Big tings fi gwan
With the Roots and badman
Big tings fi gwan
[Seanie T]
Yeh! Big tings
Some big tings, seen?
Specialist tings
Just dat, only dat
Lord have mercy!
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