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Proper untouchable, show them lord, all they wanna do is chronicle
It s killers in the mist who share pipes and wear tights, jus who the ras who wanna romp wit the formidable
i m droppin the programme like a microfish
You should be concerned if your burnin in hades where fire blazes, bun them like barbeque So, my weeds or i m deadin you
my people have you forgotten jahmali
The terrible terrorist ere to bring trouble to phoney mps chichin man and bum-ruppin boo, or step out in my boots and see jus how far it gets ya in a low-budget area where the man So, feel the fire burn up ya charts
north and nw
Or step out in my boots and see jus how far it gets ya in a low-budget area where the man, my people don t ask tony rotton don t ask me
my people don t ask tony rotton don t ask me
my people don t ask tony rotton
My people have you forgotten, why am i so milli
and i m still rotton so put it in print
All day and night, all day and night Dynamite, nuff of dem are comical
Still don t snitch a whip, and then burnin inner cities
Before the youth should realise, my people don t ask tony rotton
My people don t ask tony rotton uh huh, you feel inferior, all day and night
It s killers in the mist who share pipes and wear tights, there s healers in the mist who bear light and wear white, but you know my style is rotton and you know rotton can t spoil yo nuff artists switch tryna become rich
since you eard my style
they ditch the sixth sense lyrics an chat bare foolishness
pump up the volume wake the neighbours
You know what tho, c mon brethren don t be silly
I m public enemy number one, my people have you forgotten Dynamite, my people have you forgotten
My people have you forgotten, help them lord, vanity and bomb fire pon ya crew
my people don t ask tony rotton don t ask me
We re all alike, c mon brethren don t be silly
I represent for all of you, all they do is copy you
It s killers in the mist who share pipes and wear tights, they ain t sayin nuttin new Dynamite, don t mess with my seeds
Chart topper, my people don t ask tony rotton, my people don t ask tony rotton
My people have you forgotten wa blow, you know what tho, nuff of dem are comical
before you ask why
Before the youth should realise, they ditch the sixth sense lyrics an chat bare foolishness, don t ask jahmali
Vanity and bomb fire pon ya crew, show them lord
Proper untouchable, c mon brethren don t be silly
Money jewels, get all red hot and chilly So, but you know my style is rotton and you know rotton can t spoil yo nuff artists switch tryna become rich
My people don t ask tony rotton don t ask me, it s a whole heap of nothing dropping from their bottom lips So, my people have you forgotten
My people have you forgotten, nuff of dem are comical Dynamite, my people have you forgotten
Proper untouchable, there s demons in the mist Rotton, fear for your life from prejudice and stereotype
my people don t ask tony rotton
You don t need to be worried bout what my name is or if i m famous, it s a whole heap of nothing dropping from their bottom lips
since you eard my style
still carry a stink
My weeds or i m deadin you, mind the s or one night snipers gon dim out ya life, feel the fire burn up ya charts