Lyrics The New Shit - Giggs

Maddened from the trauma
Man, I'm on the corner
Man are getting corn up
Bodies getting torn up
Mandem better talk up, mandem better talk up
Talk about riding, I've got mandem on the walk up
Grab my little Mindy as I get my Mork up
Man ah man's eating, then a man ah see a full cup
Man are getting course up
Man thinks they're a shutters? Then man are getting more shut
They used to think man was butters, now man are grabbing Porschia
Man think they're getting saucy, well man ah get it saucier
Can I get a water? Can I get a water?
Oh, is that the dro there? Uh, can I get a quarter?
I was married to the trap, had it standing at the altar
Word to my nigga Rudi, man ah man ah author
Let me get the bricks out, can I get some mortar?
If it comes assorted, man is the assorter
Man ain't inna talking, man is an assaulter
Man ah get the 40 and spinning like a waltzer
Spinning like a waltzer, spinning like a waltzer
Got my little torcher, little rocket launcher
Man are making movements, it's like I'm fucking Scorcher
Mind out when I boom it, make a living torture
So 'nuff of that, man are making movements
Man are moving Lucious Lyon, and banging on a nuisance
Yeah, man was running through shit, skying, yeah, man was back in two ticks
Yeah, man was in the trap, Hollow grinding, but that was back in two-six
Coming round the new shit, banging out the new shit
Yeah, couple man are bullshit talkers, I just poke 'em with the poo stick
Poke 'em with the poo stick, poke 'em with the poo stick
Yeah, man ah do it dirty, so I open with the broomstick
Yeah
Yeah
Hollowman, the Landlord
Bang 'em with the new