Lyrics

Fistful a Riddim

With a fistful a riddim and a mouth full a chat
Fistful a riddim and a mouth full a chat
No king no bodda bakkle wid nah sloppy copycat
Through the whole a dem a know seh dat me bigga dan dat
You catch dem ya lyric pon ya mini-disc and DAT
Ca when it comes to deejay man I got it down pat

I lick them with the lyrics like the gun called gat
Slim wedda fat me seh dem cyaan tes dat
Dem lyrics fill a bokkle, I man fill up a vat
So pay unuh respects with the tip of unuh hat
Fling a nex riddim, criss style me a go bring
And it nah go be a shootout it'd be a shooting
Through I am the riddim-flinging gunslinging king of this thing
Bringin' thunderclap and lightning like the gatling
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Fistful a riddim and a mouth full a talk
There's a time to be a dove and a time to be a hawk
So if you talk the talk you better really walk the walk
Cause when it's time to rock I say you better don't balk
And all lyric biter better bring unuh fork
Wedda come from Germany or wedda come from New York
You hear this ya one, ya mouth it a fe cork
You still keep try but you can't match the torque
Because I'm slappin' at the hammer of my lyrical six-gun
Holding down the trigger bringing rapid-fire big fun
Sending back the tracks and give you time to get your mix done
Dig son, your jig's done cause this is my gig, son
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Ya bound to hit the mat because I got it like that
I give you lyrical slaps to make you bawl like a brat
You feel trapped like a rat so you drop and get flat
Take that where you sat because you can't combat
You can't fight this lyrically tight fist giving it the right twist
Better drop and call me your highness, the finest
Kill you with the lyrical slyness
Ya sightless through my brightness burn out your iris
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