Lyrics Forefather - Kano , Benga

What you saying...?
Sweet Geez
Let me get my Yellowman on
Zunga-zunga-gazunga-zeng
Zunga-zunga-gazunga-zeng

Lights, action
Couple more bottles for the mandem
Jessie J do it like da mandem
Dollar bills throw it like a tantrum
Lights, action
Couple Marilyns no, not the Mansons
Big bottles popping, what?
Bigger than a magnum?
Yeah bitch, what?
And it ain't a Lanson

Sounding like some old school K-A
Where's my dawgs at?
Where's my fucking great danes?
Twisted firestarter like some old school Prodigy
Take a pop at me? You niggas my proteges
Yeah, one zero zero put the comma down
Sizzla them haters
Fire bun the w'ole ah them
You can hate me now like I was Nas and them
You can hate me now like I was Puff and them
Them, them nuh ready, dem ah road rat
Know that, no Roll Deep but I Flowdan
Own that, One tenth Street, no Womack
Plus three zero then I own that shit, St Olaves
Vroom vroom vroomin on the A-13
Boom boom boomin with the bass, dirty
Zoom zoom zoom inna di boom boom boom
When pum pum pum inna di place
Ba-ba-bassline overdose
Gyal-dem in some open toes
Dem man say they "does this shit"
But them man some Pinocchios
I was in the dance rocking Akademiks and Pradas
Tell these motherfuckers I'm a grime forefather

We get it
You gas
Apple juice in your old champs
New beamer
Mum's house
Chandeliers in council flats
You man talk but you don't ball out
We refill when the drinks all out
Too many gangsters not enough gyal
Too much dancefloor not enough skanks
From EQ, Powerhouse
Touch Mic, Bun it down
It's Kano in the House
It's Kano in the House
You's copy, all cats
Follow fashion you's all sad
Borrow this with your borrowed swag
Two bag suit and it ain't off rack

(It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school K-A (It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school K-A (It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school Kano (It's K-A!)
Same Kano that bodied niggas on radio

Kanye West can't dress like me
Hugh Heff can't sex like me
Evian can't fresh like me
Might see me in a crisp fresh white tee
Murder the dance til it rest-I-P.
Balenciaga's dress my feet
Young Sam Jack and I met Tinie
Star Wars money get Jedi P's (Breath)
Gimmie the Grey Goose I rave to the death
When I think of the papers I'm able to spend
When you think of the hating you may wanna send
Nigga do me a favour and pay me respect
Never been about majors and taking a cheque
'Coz I been about ages
And K's a legend
And I'm making the papers with papers and pens

We get it
You gas
Apple juice in your old champs
New beamer
Mum's house
Chandeliers in council flats
You man talk but you don't ball out
We refill when the drinks all out
Too many gangsters not enough gyal
Too much dancefloor not enough skanks
From EQ, Powerhouse
Touch Mic, Bun it down
It's Kano in the House
It's Kano in the House
You's copy, all cats
Follow fashion you's all sad
Borrow this with your borrowed swag
Two bag suit and it ain't off rack

(It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school K-A (It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school K-A (It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school Kano (It's K-A!)
Same Kano that bodied niggas on radio
(It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school K-A (It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school K-A (It's K-A!)
Sounding like some old school Kano (It's K-A!)
Same Kano that bodied niggas on radio