Lyrics Creps in the Rave - The Manor

Black scuff marks all over the 90s
Two man down but we're going on lively
Out of my box but I'm coming up nicely
Backroad rave, up Shoreditch High Street
You know me still the same old Dutch
Fuck going home 'til I get them all sewn up
She sees me round that back with a roll-up
Red Bull, rum just necked a Corona
Bang wait 'til the bassline kicks in
Light House Family brother I'm lifted
Brother you listening? Brother I'm missing
How about you? Myth, fiction
"And the beat goes on" that's our song
I'll grab the lighty you grab the blonde
I don't need no name, I don't need no drama
I just wanna wine on a ting with a bumper

Got skills I'm a baller no I'm a baders
Roll to the rave in my one away Vapors
Astroturf never see me in Blazers
White man money with lungs of a Jamaican (bumbaclart)
Spotted a _ looking like Leyton
Yatty from satan, my tongues for the caucasians
Hat down looking like Raiden
Blazing grade that's tasting amazing
Horses for courses, different cars
Won't touch food if it ain't Michelin stars
Bitch from Manny, got that gourmet fanny
Tried to call Danny no answer
Now my ting going down like a anchor
This little wanker man clapped the viagra
Pum-pum gush like Niagra
Dance all over my face like Bhangra

You see the way we move
Know say how we flex
No bother come round here on a bad mind ting
'Cos me never come out to get vex
Me say you know say how the ting set
Me say you know say how the ting set
I'm buzzed off my bean with a dancehall queen
Wearing top drawer one away creps, naughty
You see the way we groove
And know say how step
So never come round here with your D cups out
If you didn't want come out to get pressed
We say you know we got the ting, yes
We say you know we got the ting, yes
Inna de dance getting lean, with a caramel queen
Wearing top drawer one away creps, naughty

Same way I'm regulating the dance
Same way that I come through with the bars
You see me darling now 'til morning
I'll be right here blaze Amz A-class
Merc'd please don't send out a search
Look I know where I'm at but my mouth don't work
B-b-but please could you find my phone
In the coat that I gave to the girl going, home
Still work all day and doing it again
Vibes can't done in the mood that we're in
Hanging on a string with a one loose end
Two drinks in my hand while I'm twos-ing a blem
No behaiour we're the ravers
DJ make the next track major
You know say how the ting's set
So just come correct and come with that flavour, yo
'Cos if you don't then it's a problem
We get the beanie, then we lodge 'em
I don't pet when I'm in the zone
And I will not chat unless the mic's on
Yer ya kno say jungle riddims a buss' right now
True say I'm out my nut right now
Every man just levelled up right now
It's a dubplate drama pull up that sound, yo