Nangdoe歌词-Leo Cap&Illaman

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VERSE 1

Been sick from early

Sick in the skeleton

Sick in the bones

Been sick from birth

Burst out the narn with a mic in my hand

Telling the nurses "yo wha gwan"

When I go Turkish make it a large

Holding since Chico Debarge

I'm a 80's yout, a 90's don

You man are all deadout walking round in thongs

Too much ego too much front

Too much chatting too much fraff

Too much IG

A little bit meh, a little bit whey, a little bit WACK

Bet you won't say shit when I walk round your gaff and tump you in the boat bro

Man ain't your bro though so sit down shuddup and watch how this pro flow

Man are back on the grizzle and grind even though I never stopped

And when I walk in the rave man a make gyal sweat like it was hot

But you when you walk in the rave and get pon the mic it's washed

60 degrees man a get spun then shrunk

Oi gyal a want man with brains and a plan not some little punk

Why you wearing a bally and tracksuit bottoms and gloves when it's hot

Then slides and socks in torrential rain oi you man are nuts

Yeah I really don't get it mate trust me you're all fucked

And I bet when you look in the mirror you stand there and think I'm hard

But when it gets on top I bet man dissolve and melt like lard

And when it gets on top I bet man bounce and duss out fast

Yeah I said duss mate, I'm an 80's yout and what

I grew up in West 10, grew up in Zart man grew up in flats

Grew up in the precinct, grew up on Lane going on mad

Now I'm going beastly, going on greezy shelling it down

Lenging it neatly, eating a 3 piece, inna my crown.

VERSE 2

Man a got flows on tap leave em drenched

Don't go gym man ain't on hench

Kebab shop dweller

Pitta bread fella

Ain't on wraps that's soggy and dead

I do bars from straight out the bed

You do bars like Drop Dead Fred

Invisible vibes I'm a brilliant guy with a wonderful mind I still ain't your friend though

Too many snakes but I'm wishing em well

Running through hell no pants and a vest

Ain't that swell, watch me go, I fixed up and stopped being such a mess

Never stopped being Nangdoe

Still chat to man in the Bando

While stanking out drinking a tango

I'm mashing the concrete like kango

I've never really buss Kangol

In some 95's the colour of mango

Always sinking my teeth in

Got them asking where the fangs go

Send a quick shout to my fans yo

You lot all kept me going ham bro

Big up, let's hold a Nandos

While we sing songs over banjo

Weird

It's must be his beard

It's must be his brains

Yeah

It must be grade it must be the strains

Yeah

I'm puffin the magical offa my face

Gimme the haze

Gimme the AK

Gimme the peng

Gimme the ayyyyyy

And I bet you're one of them guys that smokes bare weed on the gram ennit

But when you take two puff of the real leng ting it's hand on clam shittt

Yeah you're on of them guys who wants to go Dam to take pictures

I'm sick of you pricks with your dead little beards, whiskers

I bet when you man walk in the dance you think you're all bosses

You ain't no Zed Bias mate, allow it stop it

Ego dons get chucked head first straight off the buss

I double L M A N the name you can trust