Kahn - Badman City lyrics

[Intro] You dun know wagwan It's Kahn, and the big Flowdan, yeah So mind how you're talking Cos right now you're walking On my side of the street And it's kinda tricky Badman City [Verse 1] Rah! L-O-N-D-O-N I beat my chest in the middle of the city (shell) If you wanna be my guest, it's a badman ting, so please don't bother act silly I never bun a blunt from Philly, get skunk from Ess** and Thai from Leyton When man's looking for a high grade, I run up on a yard man blatant I'm telling you it's a Badman City Pa** me the herbs, I ain't showing no pity You thought you were safe and sound where you landed You f** up on a bandit, now it's all gritty Rasta, ballin', afro, and picky Anyone of them could rise up a thingy (shell) When I roll with my dogs, I show no pity [Hook] Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City Aks mi where mi from mi tell dem Badman City [Verse] City of sin, that we're living in Some fall by the wayside, some can't swim Badman a badman, fool is a fool I ain't following the rules when I do my ting I got a bad attitude with a bad mentality Try know I value my badman family Every one of them are ever-ready like battery Check out the badman strategy The likkle wasteman couldn't tackle me Bad from 'day 'til I'm old and grey I'm the wickedest in the business don't forget I'm at dumpers, dumping the badman way I was born with a purpose None of the moves that I'm makin' are worthless Keep it moving, cold, and gritty Rah! Badman City [Hook] [Verse 3] We set the order, don't violate, don't cross the border The penalty's hefty, we've never been friendly You're better off stepping off and holding your corner My city ain't fresh like water No place for your son or your daughter Holler at my youngers, they got the numbers Cash by the hour? No, cash by the quarter Hour, every fifteen, that means head tops could be coming off clean I don't wanna boast and talk about my ends But my roadside ain't the city of dreams Nightmares, plots, schemes You never know when you're surrounded by fiends I tell you this straight Even the gyal dem are trained to a**a**inate [Hook]