Sky Juice

Flowdan, Nasty Jack, Skepta, Teddy Bruckshot

Yo, flowing pon microphone is a minor I am dealing with 'nuff style 'boutchea Who's that pon di microphone? wan' duck dem Can't see me cuh man are shooter Gunman ah come from all over Buss weh dem gun in any weather Autumn, spring, summer, winter Done tell a guy that it's a minor But dance haffi ram jam, follow man Big gorgan nJ and the Flowdan Bun a bwoy skin from in di station If dem never know that man are soundman But likkle soundboy nuh ah go like this one Rah, bun dat with the fire Rah, bun dat with the fire fuck off, yo The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around Yo, if me go ah dance It ain't nuttin' but hypeness Lyric dem me start got Big tings and priceless No nyam pork cuh you know say me righteous Bwoy cyaan chat to me cuh me fearless Say you have a gun but me couldn't care less Cuh when me go ah dance Me have me ratchet and piere cess Piere high grade That's for relieving piere stress Piere gyal me have so you Know me have piere sex Used to go bun down Stourbridge Complex Been around since you heard When you first heard Sky just play two decks Murder soundboy so tell me who's next Strictly dubplate, me nuh mek no test press If me eat food then me go down the West Best That's just the way Teddy Bruckshot will flex Bun soundboy and leave them to rest The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around They wanna run it up, but like Armour said It's nothing, leave them Bare skeng talk, I can't believe them Red and white R6, leave them D&G glasses, I can't see them Why you talking like you can't die? One bullet in each lung, breathe them You see, you're sounding wheezy You see, I heard your CD You and your mandem are talking greazy I just tell a man like D-E-E "Come on, come on" do you really think I give two shit's if you're greazy? I don't think so You man ain't seen greazy yet When my mandem pop it off Your marrow will fly Into the sky like EasyJet The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around In a soundclash, fassyhole, me run that Any sound system test, me dun dat Anytime me come stage show, me bun that On microphone like dat ah me gun dat Shadow Demon, dem ah call me Black Cat Semi-automatical flows, me strap dat And me buss me ting for sure, me MAC that Let off some bloodclart bomb like Baghdad Give dem thump and kick like Van Damme Jack Nasty, you know me roll with badman I will light dem up and gas man Bun up the fassy, they can't clash man Jack man, you don't wana get me mad, man Come to the dance on my own with mash, man Light up the dance, me have fight fi cash Man after the clash, dem ah call it ash, man The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around The badboy's in town, the big money sound In a soundclash we leave Duppies flying around

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