paroles de chanson Don - Ocean Wisdom

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Aight, aight, aight, aight
Look, look)

Heavy step
That's a everyday vibe
Feel blessed
More pep to make rhymes
Sceptical man
Investing their time
Neglecting our skills to better their lives
Dem man stepped in creps on those lies?
Prove that they sober
Show that they're fine
They be too wierd to focus and drive
Is suttin they don't have
Up in their mind (No way)
Big bitch i got an A class
I move with your A class
I'm not a crack head (No)
Man's tryna see a haze plant
Quick chick son
OG tryna get my grade on
Hot Larky you goin' on
Why you always hatin' on
Keep sayin' it's a week 9
When i know it's the bang, bang
And it's got man yawning
Going on the M way
I'm involved with the big mans
Can't chat to a lickle man
Saw him on a Segway
Man yammed down a Subway
Can't chat to a Big Mac
Chat to a sensei
Can't catch to a don, though
Me llamo bossman
No comprende
¡O no! Lo siento
"Uh!" That's what she said
She was giving me head, like "Jesus!"
Death to the lips of another gyaldem
'Cause she do it like she got no teeth left
Man got the iPod
No genius (Nah)
Don't piss me off
Just leave it
Man tryna mock it
Look at the eediat
Playing his dead tune
Like man are "Feel it, feel it, feel it"
Big beat from the Cannon
Keep feeling the pattern
On the pattern
Peek moves to the pattern
Gonna whack and attack
[?] man
And back 'em
Go there with your moistness (Go dere!)
I got an [?] wanna buy piff
And he don't believe I ain't roiding
I bench you and your boydem
Sit down
What?
Drip, drip, you're a wet wipe
About dip, dip, dip, stabbed ten times
You're a big bitch
And your sis' giving head right
She an uckstar
Buck her then bed
Time
Rudeboy, I'm on a vibe right now
So I remix the two to a five right now
[?] to the hype right now
Man have to pipe right down
I get lick with the lead pipe

Don
You know me as one
Force, I've got some
Kenobi had some
Records you know me have one
Tell a man pipe down
Cah flow me have one
Don me have one
Don me have two
Don me have three
'Cause no, you only have one (It's like. y'know)
Bogey and cum, that's what you're into
So don't be try calling man dumb

Don
You know me as one
Force, I've got some
Kenobi had some
Records you know me have one
Tell a man pipe down
Cah flow me have one
Don me have one
Don me have two
Don me have three
'Cause no, you only have one
Bogey and cum, that's what you're into
So don't be try calling man dumb

Bars!
Feeling myself
Killing MCs before I finish my meal
Seen him on stage he was killing himself
So I did a crep check I saw minimal shells
When I spray though, it's like Rat-ta-tat-tat!
Man can't write raps without their backpack (They can't!)
See your man chat to yats ya done tapped
But I saw you on West End
You took her maccies and that!
You got the patty for pack
Why are you chatting this smack
Ra ya strapped
Ya banging
Ya clap
And ya clapped
Just checking, I get it you twat
I've got a bat for a prat
I've got a knee for a knee
Eye for an eye
Get slit for a g
I'll put a fist in the speak
I'll be the cause of the "eek!"
Be the cause of the ouch
Now who's the talk of the town?
Allow that pork in your mouth
Better water it down
I see you walking around
Why is there always a frown?
What is the deal?
Is it your lack of a pill?
Your lack of a pill?
Is adding
To your lack of appeal
You cannot appeal (Fuck sake!)
I ain't lying
Now you're carrying pills
Them man are grabbing the ting in the till
If you are a bruv then you livin' it all
They dont want us to be livin' at all
So what we gon' do?
Shit in the shell
Sell it to them man as a delicasy?
Evidently
I'm ahead of their team
They couldn't represent better than me
When i (when i what?)
Cruise down west and blessed fam
Complimented like Heston
Chefing
Condescending
Man mention sentence that I spray
And don't disrespect 'em
Why? Ca the vibe I'm on is all right
Ra, ya vibe has gone
It's all mad
Ra, the vibe I'm on is all raw
Ra, my vibe I'm on is all that
Like I'm gonna medle
With the ting is like a ting in it
Swiveling the vitamin'
An' sellin' 'em
An' im gettin' 'em
An' spinin' them a run up
An' the ting is gettin' ready
With the binin' better bar
From my livin'
An' never never listen
An' ma givenness
An' I'm suttin' the mirror
I'm not givin' 'em
I'm givin' 'em a minimum of million a week
That's goals
An' i'm killing them roads
Ya' never been in it
Hold onto the woody, and grope me like
My honey's Mauritian
I ain't doing no dishes
I whip up a Ramsay (Why?)
To impress the bitches (Ok!)
See I got me a chessboard (What for?)
But I don't even play it (Why's it there, then?)
Just der so I look smart (Ok!)
Swear the gyal dem rate it
Why am I spilling my secrets?
See your man tryna make it
And i got some neat xi
On a wall for the statement
And im driving a tractor
I'm a good actor
Someone give me a BAFTA

Oi
Don
You know me as one
Thoughts
I've got some
Kenobi has some
Records you know me have one
Tell a man pipe down
Cah flow me have one
Don me have one
Don me have two
Don me have three
'Cause no, you only have on
Bogey and cum that's what you're into
So don't be try calling man dumb

Don
You know me as one
Thoughts
I've got some
Kenobi have some
Records you know me have one
Tell a man pipe down
Cah flow me have one
Don me have one
Don me have two
Don me have three
'Cause no, you only have one
Bogey and cum that's what you're into
So don't be try calling man dumb

Don
You know me as one
Thoughts
I've got some
Kenobi have some
Records you know me have one
Tell a man pipe down
Cah flow me have one
Don me have one
Don me have two
Don me have three
'Cause no, you only have one
Bogey and cum that's what you're into
So don't be try calling man...