Newham Generals - Frontline 2015 lyrics

[Verse 1: D Double E] I'm an animal, lyrical cannibal Them man fly like a human cannonball All these haters I can't stand them all All these fakers I can't stand them all No they're no man at all. Think you're the man? You're not the man at all Think you're the don? You're not the don at all (Budabupbup) Come on then flick out your tool See who's the last man standing tall Man are on this ting, us man are old school D Double E, Footsie, Monkey and all And the Frontline we will just take one call With the Tec 9 we will just take one pull So you better take time and be cool None of us man ain't having it all [Hook: Footsie] Frontline I'm out here on the frontline You can count on me when it's crunch-time I'm ready to eat like lunchtime. Frontline I'm out here on the frontline You can count on me when it's crunch-time Yeah, I'm ready to eat like lunchtime. [Verse 2: Footsie] You know where I be at, From back in the day when D Double had a badboy Seat Windows blacked out man can't see in And Newham's the crew that I be in Dun know, us man keep it G Shout out Monkey, hold tight Dee Real gens from back in the day Yeah mans still here still cracking away Yeah you know me from back in the day Man chat sh**, I'll slap it away Send for the ting and cap it away You're not that guy, or bray I don't give a f** what you want to say Cos you dun know I put in the work all You dun know I put in the work all day [Hook: Footsie] Frontline I'm out here on the frontline You can count on me when it's crunch-time I'm ready to eat like lunchtime. Frontline I'm out here on the frontline You can count on me when it's crunch-time Yeah, I'm ready to eat like lunchtime. [Verse 3: Monkstar] (One, two) I sleep with visions and dreams of me delivering fiends Police not forbidden, it means the villain in Dee just run I've come Ride the riddim in three, feel physically sick Still lyrically big, from the minute we spit it's on We're gone, try mimic me quick fight still in me Quit this, writ this song It seems I left the team and I'm bananas it harbours I'd rather be seen as the martyr that left it all regardless of needs The heartless of theives, I'm stealing thoughts One of the fathers of the scene Cutting heads, that was the barber in me It's time for the crackdown again Still randomizing my targets Like this thing's back around the train just keeps reaping these harvests So I'm here cos I hear they're hollering, dere they're following Where's the honour in feeding words and no one swallowing? Cos I'll be serving after the afters [Hook: Footsie] Frontline I'm out here on the frontline You can count on me when it's crunch-time I'm ready to eat like lunchtime. Frontline I'm out here on the frontline You can count on me when it's crunch-time Yeah, I'm ready to eat like lunchtime.