Dabbla - Some of Them lyrics

[Verse 1 - Dabbla] It's Mr get high Mr stay high Mr bust it up, been doing this since yay high Mr what? Mr shut up with your gay rhymes Mr might cut you up sharper than a steak knife Mr wait, mic sh**ting on these fake guys f** the grape vine Mr brighter than the daytime Mr take the piss, pissed out my face in the late night Talking to the pigs, walking in a straight line Mr take my Mr owe you nuttin' Mr Dabbla, turn up at your show cause I know your fronting Mr quick to lick you with the flow, let me show you something I'll have you rushing, tens to the dozen I ain't even bluffing You should call me Mr push the bu*ton The way I'm cussing and I'm busting it like f** the repercussions Mr beat you with the mic your clutching Till the blood starts gushing Might as well just call me Mr can't touch him Or Mr I was only joking Must have been the super silver diesel haze I was smoking Well I'm poking round the depths of your mind To keep it open Murdering the rhythm with these words unspoken Quote ‘em Spilling sharks blood in the ocean Yeah I need to smoke weed to appreciate the toking Like I don't wanna hear your freestyles if you wrote them Most of these MCs sound like records that are broken Guess this is what my old man carried in his scrotum Blatant Mr I ain't got the patience Mr full of flavour, been doing this for ages I used to be a raver, now I'm Mr get the papers Mr leave with no trace and no vapour Mr double scotch whiskey, no chaser Mr couldn't give a turd whether it's my turn or not In other words just call me Mr don't cater [Hook - Dabbla] Some of them run, some of them walk Nuff of them come, nuff of them go Nuff of them a lie saying they ain't about to dough Some are silly thinking that they'll ever be a pro Some of them grind, nuff of them don't Nuff of them rhyme, they ain't got flow Some of them alive and bring vibe to the show L-O-N-D-O-N Z double O [Verse 2 - Dabbla] This ain't a wind up I don't give you time to make your mind up BLAM Fling your straight in your boat Sing a lullaby before I send you facing the road This is what the Yanks call ‘dope' Before the English broke, an MC started giving me joke sh** will hit you like a rolled up note Overdose and the adrenaline effects are worse than Ketamine Or methamphetamines It goes way beyond modern medicine Oi We get straight to the point like Boy You boys ain't f**ing with the lyrical I bust a little something, have you stuck in the subliminal Not the most religious man alive but I'm spiritual One decision you can make, label you a criminal But I ain't even trying to get political Forget what you wanna hear Don't it sting like gonorrhoea? Bring it hard core Like what the f** is garn on in here? You don't want to interfere with fear Step into the set, unprotected get f**ed in the ear It's Dabbla Grab the pen you're writing with, stab you in the eardrum And make your mother wonder why she had you While I'm badgering the witness That must have been some good crack you had to ever think that you could f** with this So next time you see I on the mic Must be doing something right So go and mind your own business [Hook - Dabbla] Some of them run, some of them walk Nuff of them come, nuff of them go Nuff of them a lie saying they ain't about to dough Some are silly thinking that they'll ever be a pro Some of them grind, nuff of them don't Nuff of them rhyme, they ain't got flow Some of them alive and bring vibe to the show L-O-N-D-O-N Z double O