Dirty Dike - Freeze lyrics

These man want test my gang Want test my creeeeeeeeeew Freeeeeeeeeeze These man can't stop my gang Can't stop my moves, my crew collect them Feeeeeees [Verse 1: Ocean Wisdom] Look, I don't pick coins off the roadside I'm worldwide I don't know nothing about no likes In fact I don't know nothing about ghostwrites But I know a little something 'bout wrote mine Oh my, they're so mine They're predicting sh** but they're so lying Looking at man like I'm no Simon Like they're bossing me I get so Simon Get so violent, start clotheslining O in here like blowdrying Got hoes on the pole, I ain't no fireman Got bear on the pole like cold climates Oh my, they're so admiring How the O rolls through like a known giant Looking at man like I'm no Simon Like they're bossing me I get so Simon It gets tragic, I swear man is embarra**ed Just like how the f** did they manage? Just like how the f** did they cope? If that was me I swear I wouldn't have it Man's got all the flows that you got But you can't hack the flows that mans chatting Hanco*k called and said "d'you know what That's too much might to match when O's rapping" So what do you reckon? Do you be willing Beca' you'll probably be following second Everybody in my city got a hobby for heckling Til I roll up and they realise the prodigy step in And then they shush Quiet, big man might throw you in a bush Quiet, big man you can't tell me about push Might push, push, push 'til I can't push Can't tell me 'bout woos Old school like actual soccer I catch a couple mandem claiming that they're casually blotting I afa roll up on em tell em all to pack up and stop it And a couple mandem on the wing, and regretting their shottin And everybody love it when I tell em bigady-bobady Yeah they love it when Wizzy tell em bigady-bobady Got a couple mandem chatting to me sh** at philosophy I ain't really tryna hear it, I ain't listening properly But blud, you would get pounded and ate On the high street or your mum's or your mate's Man's got a sick flow Your flow sounds like my flow did in 2008 Scrap that, got thousands of drawers And I press best Leave galdem a sore Cause man's got a big [woo] Your [woo] looks like my [woo] looked in 2004 How's that for a pause? n***as don't rap anymore No panache anymore Its all acme and wore Them man saying same stuff that a man said before She want at me and talk Like her photos hiding her acne and warts Like I won't know That's she's naturally raw Blud you pressed that and it's actually awks So while you're pressing these Heteros**ual, bis**uals and lesbian tings I be f**in intense at festivals But I ain't f**in' in tents, that's grim! She be clucking for sumtin She be s**ing on sumtin She loving the way that we link I swear these man they want test my gang and a brudda don't know what to think! [Chorus] These man want test my gang Want test my creeeeeeeeeew Freeeeeeeeeeze These man can't stop my gang Can't stop my moves, my crew collect them Feeeeeeeeees [Verse 2: Dirty Dike] Yo Wake up Get a job sh** your pants End your life Move house k** a pig Stab a dog Mend your mind Chase a dream Make some cream f** a tramp Jump a ramp Make a steak Wake and bake Blend a rap Get a grand in debt on crack Get a slap Have a tea Get down on your f**ing knees f** the police Rape a rubber duck and leave Walk away Talk to Frank Walk the plank Buy a coat Slice your throat Get a driving license quote Live your thoughts Jigs and saws Sprinkle bits of piss and board Close your mouth Open it No regrets Close your legs Stroke a dog Feed the puss Eat your dins Do the dirt Keep it fake Ring your mum Speak to me Burn a bridge Eat your cake Play the game Bend the rules Grab it by the head and balls Ride a bike k** a fish Make a soup Hoover up Meet the king Touch the queen Say a line Save the graf Paint your face Fry an egg Work it out Wave goodbye [Verse 3: Edward Scissortongue] Wake up Inside Four walls One life Last night Fiendish Decent Sunlight I can't Shake these Dog days Sometimes Exchange Brain cells It works Sometimes Untie Love life Before Heartache Music Fades out [?] Red sky Feverish These days Dead weight What's your Name love How that Flesh taste f** that I wake Migraine Pounding Half baked Heartache Bars Outstanding Some days Hell stays Round like a Foul stench Other days Heaven stays Out on a Parkbench Twin peaks Watch that Climb every Mountain Sport nikes Snort white Lines in the Fountain Thats us Who are you I've made my mind up You best put my name at the top of the line-up [Chorus] These man want test my gang Want test my creeeeeeeeeew Freeeeeeeeeeze These man can't stop my gang Can't stop my moves, my crew collect them Feeeeeeeeees