Don't Talk Back

[Verse 1: Frisco]

Can't level up

Jump in the pan, get bass and treble up

It can be me and (Splurgeboys)

Don't care if you're four, five, six or seven up

When I'm on the riddim, it's a mad ting

Violate me, it's a mad ting, sad ting (Trackerz)

Your - gave me the number

But don't watch nuttin', I ain't even gonna bell it up

Send it up straight to his headtop

And if we get stopped, you better plead the fifth

And turn into a singer, you best not

Cause I gotta stay far from (Trackerz)

F-R-I to the S-C

L-O-N-Don is where I meet S-T

And if we can't get the something inside

You can still get the blade, no Brown, no Wesley

Sky! (Trackerz)

Jump in the pan get sky!

Jump in the pan get sky!

Jump in the pan get (Hadouken!)

(Trackerz)

Jump in the pan get sky!

Jump in the pan get sky!

Jump in the pan get

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9... fight!)

[Verse 2: P Money]

Show no fear, I don't panic

I'm a soldier, tell 'em round here, we don't have it

In beef, you won't manage, you know why?

Cause in beef there's no cabbage, no way

Not this year, I won't have it, box your whip in

Pull out the pap pap pap pap, now it's aerodynamic

I applaud loud, they're scared when I clap it

Girls' legs in the air when I tap it

Ain't got nuttin' on me, I'll turn you into a joke, blud

Rain macs you got couldn't hang my coat up

Let that soak up

Showed man already, four wheels don't phase me

I'll liff' 'em all up, you are playing with (Splurgeboys)

Flatten your face if you're acting coked up

Shut the place down like hold on, hold up

What did he say?

[Verse 3: Rocket]

Been doing this ting

From way back when, I swear

Won't stop till I've got the whole ting on lock

I'm cream of the crop, I swear

Big boy rocks, check out the shoulders

Gotta wear big boy tops

(Trackerz) Try walk in my shoes, get big boy holes in your socks

Look, I don't care, mash up the dance, I swear

Man going hard, I swear

(Splurgeboys) Been through the wars

And I still show no wear and tear

(Trackerz) Called out the PAP, man brought out the PAP

One can of the Guinness in and still mash up the D-A-N-C

Man are setting them paces

(Trackerz) Ain't done up their laces

Man only deal with the greatest

Ain't caught up in the latest

Man are moving murky

Don't talk and I don't watch faces

These shit MCs get straight flushed

Cause my team carry the aces

[Outro]

(Perfect)

(Splurgeboys)