AJ Tracey - Ascend lyrics

[Verse: AJ Tracey] Yo, listen, look Pull out the pumpy, let a man have it This pump leave a big man asthmatic Knock man's soul right into the attic Send man's spirit off to a next planet Can it? Man will get more than static All my people got green like Namek Watch yourself, it's man down, I'll tan it Not Montana, please don't panic Trinidad boy so I do speak Spanish I'm mixed race, no, I'm not Hispanic Squeeze off twice and I'll make a man vanish Talk crud in the west end, get banished Abracadabra, bang, no magic Mum start crying cause the ting so tragic Bad talk when you're round here? Won't have it You're not on it, boys won't back it Pull out the Rambo, make a man tek it When you see a blacked out shank, don't leg it Girls wanna stretch out, show me their kitty They're calling man Ralph cuh they know I'm gon' wreck it Dead it, when it's on tops, don't beg it Finnesse the deals, no P's, I'll sheg it 'Art of War', you dun know man read it Earned my place, you sidemen just bread it Celtic bloodline, told man don't pet it War warrior in the beef, man's said it Through ball, give me that skeng pon the wing I'll bang-bang the ting, know a man won't head it Big man getting called out, no credit Get two kicks to the rib, no medic Came through with the Shaolin technique This flow's from the east like Nico Bellic Hold tight Ty for that bar, real legend All my mandem still live through essence I don't wanna hear no one talking about fear Eskimo Dance, man feared my presence Got girl dem all buying man presents Came up hustling, real block peasants Us man, we spit the truth in the booth But you man are ga**ed like Philip and Terrance [Hook x2: AJ Tracey] AJT won't let a ting slide Cruise in your block, bare tings in the ride Your mandem weren't prepared for the war Rise, watch man ascend to the sky Last Japan, he's that guy Man don't float on the riddim, I fly Dead MCs weren't prepared for the dubplate Rise, watch man ascend to the skies [Verse 2: AJ Tracey] Cranks on the block with the blocksters Got a big blade stashed just under my top And I've got the hard food in my boxers MTP, that's the team, we're monsters Bet you thought I was gonna say sponsor In the trap with the hard like conkers Us bruddas all get busy with the loud packs Break that, make you fly around like copters Kick the door to your crib with a Thompson And a round drum slapped on like mobsters If you wanna talk hard like lobsters Me and Sketch will test your pulse like doctors Then take your blood like nurses Bare likkle man holler for my verses Me vs you? That's not a fair versus When he sees me then I bet he reverses Don't ask a G too many questions Cause I bus' mine but is he gonna burst his? Get shot, no juj or curses I told my baes for the strap, your purses Yeah, and she did that You man are pants, stop spitting Take ten breaks, dash a man 10K Kit Kats I'm the captain, cuz, now sit back Kit Kat, watch a man's wig get a trick hat Or a hat trick like Krept said I ain't from Peckham but I'll kick him bare times So my Adidas creps them left dead Moving the chocolate balls like chef said Following Isa, I'm tryna stretch bread Big up my thugs all over the country Cause I'm from West 10, yeah, that's the best endz [Hook x2] AJT won't let a ting slide Cruise in your block, bare tings in the ride Your mandem weren't prepared for the war Rise, watch man ascend to the sky Last Japan, he's that guy Man don't float on the riddim, I fly Dead MCs weren't prepared for the dubplate Rise, watch man ascend to the sky