Randeer

Man I'll hit it so fast that their eyes water Unidentified in my flying saucer Everybody wanna shut up when I walk in Talking about everything that I tought ya Might shorten your life with a ballpoint pen Got 'em dripping like Chinese torture Blup blup blip kill them with the nought point ten Come rain, come snow, hell or high water Sniffing in a bag, your first world problems Man I dont give a fuck 'bout the life that you lead I'ma keep gutting these fish as per usual You know, if they're in the sea and they bleed Can't read a book by its plastic covering Can't judge the size of a tree by the seed Everybodys in a big rush to the future There's more to life than increasing it's speed That's not me, that's Ghandi That's not D, that's Andy That's the third person, it's hand-eh That's why you'll never understand me Fully blessed mate fresh out the Ghanji Brake out the banjo, speak in Kimanji Everything Gucci mate, shanty shanty Raise up your handy, pull down the pantie Nah mate, you're not from Randeer To be honest mate there's not a lot Randeer But it's alright cause I've got fam 'ere What do you know about having it down 'ere? Nah nah nah mate, you're not from Randeer To be honest mate there's not a lot Randeer But it's alright cause I've got fam 'ere What do you know about how to get down 'ere? It's for the yoots I bill a zoosh eating baba ganoush Don't be a douche You can see me out walking the pooch, having a mooch Fuck about and catch one in the gooch Ferme la bouche, you're welcome I don't even know what I'm supposed to tell them Either way I'm hoping I can over sell them Smoking Durban poison on the streets of Belgium It's stupid Don't be a chief or you'll be going home without your teeth This shit's out your reach, you might lose all power of speech Your heart skip a couple thousand beats Until I'm selling out thousands of seats, the stalls and the box I don't stop for no entity or no person I just click click let it burst and watch your whole situation worsen Nah mate, you're not from Randeer To be honest mate there's not a lot Randeer But it's alright cause I've got fam 'ere What do you know about having it down 'ere? Nah nah nah mate, you're not from Randeer To be honest mate there's not a lot Randeer But it's alright cause I've got fam 'ere What do you know about having it down 'ere? Yep, causing a stir They go 'Eurgh' like Pepe Le'Pur Sacre Bleu! Don't pretend that it never occurred Cause I've been here for three minutes, you ain't rapped a word I'm like, 'Meh' Lovely and tidy had too much fun in the nineties All jungle and grimey in the park, sipping twenty twenty Getting shitfaced and pulling them whiteys, like... You don't listen to a damn word anyway Not one little thing that he ever say If he did then he wouldn't became a heavyweight With a bag full of memories and a bellyache Rags, my name's Dabbz Giving them a finger got it in the bags I don't give a fuck about your likes or adds So I'ma keep flying while you try keep tabs Nah mate, you're not from Randeer To be honest mate there's not a lot Randeer But it's alright cause i've got fam 'ere What do you know about having it down 'ere? Nah nah nah mate, you're not from Randeer To be honest mate there's not a lot Randeer But it's alright cause I've got fam 'ere What do you know about having it down 'ere?