Lyrics Gas Mark 9 - Ghetts feat. Giggs

Tell my man I'm a general, he ain't never second in command
Tell a man, tell another man, tell the next man, tell em wah gwan
I'm going on like I ain't ever read a Psalm
Ready or not, within my palm, setting off alarms, so road that I'm never in my yard

I've got a new team, we're writing on the apart
And setting off hard, never's on my mast, stepping in my path
Telling me to go and give the metal a massage
Load it, feel it (BANG!)
Hold it, squeeze it (GASSED!)
These MCs on the grime scene, they ain't ever done what they spit 'bout (LIARS!)
If I had a pound for every time that they said gun I'd be rich now (LIARS!)
Tell a man, tell another man, tell the next man, tell everybody with a big mouth
I ain't one of these lickle fuckboys, pay me respect - no discount
Yeah I might suck them, make the lead fly, and erase all my enemies
They're tryna write me off, yes don, vest on, you told Ja Rule like get head signed (D-D-D-DEAD GUY)
God forbid you make it to the hospital, cause I'll be the one by your bedside

Yeah these man talking that shit with man about murder and mystery (LIARS!)
Man ain't up on that strip, got mananan purchasing 50s (yeah)
I was on a ban, now I'm off a ban so the C-class man had to purchase it quickly
I'm a man that'll put another man down under, worse if a man wanna wig me
Man might turn up this one, turn up with that man (GASSED!)
Very important (why?), man might turn up with wristband
Back out the Big Mac, Filet-O-Fish man
Run up on Giggsy? One wallop and wig man
I was chilling in the bing with a block of noodles
Now I'm 'bout waking niggas up, nigga cock-a-doodle-doo
Bitches looking for me, wanna cop a google
Man are pimping out here, man'll prostitute you
First they rolling with you, then they snitching on you
Then the prosecution, wanna prosecute you
So now that jury's gotta drop it to you
Not guilty