Flava D - Exhibit P lyrics

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Flava D - Exhibit P lyrics

Yeah, you little wasteman Looking in my face but can't even face man Nuttin' but air I'll give you like spaceman Heard you wanna copy the flow, heard you wanna trace man Man ah man ah run you down just like race, man [?] shots, I just make them chase fans Back in school [?] Tan man's skin and I don't mean fake tan You little pagan Man already know I'm the king of the whole nation Turn man a myth like Starboy Nathan Caught man slipping at the west end station I don't wanna hear no talk about illoo I don't wanna hear no talk about mason Man must've thought it was Friday the thirteenth When I showed up to his door like Jason You little cretin Man must think he's lethal like weapon Till I start giving out kicks like Beckham Give man a thousand slaps in a second Man are talking Street Fighter, E. Honda Don't think man are talking Tekken So you wanna spar with the big boys But you ain't really it, so let me teach you a lesson You little dead cake Man already know when I buss in the whole estate f** with the ting? That's a big, big mistake Grime To Five, that's a big, big mixtape That was two-ten, now it's two-thirteen So long, so be sure I'm still a big piss take I don't wanna hear no talk about him I don't wanna hear no talk about what