The Damn Guy

Azza, Manek, Traumatik, MTD, Diezel, Kombo, Texas, Jimmy Danger
 (I'm the damn guy)
 Ball Hard like Orlando Magic
 Pull out the ting call me "Go Go Gadget"
 It's A double Z A but my name's not Aaron
 Rude boy never serve it like hatchet (Hatchet)
 Talking like you're rough when you're moving,
 But we know that you ain't stacking (Stacking)
 And trapping got no IDs when they're
 Talking rough and they got no backing
 Alright lemme jump back in
 Lemme chat shit better come back here (Back here)
 Feeling when they try turn around and I'm
 Right there man I get scared but I'm at it (At it)
 Full time in a bat's old jacket touch the mic and I smack it
 They can't hack it
 Hate job and I hate that school gunna come and attack it
 Don't piss me off
 Trust me that shit's a lot
 I'm back you pricks I'm kicking it off
 Off of the hinges give me the dosh
 'Cos I wanna be livin' the floss
 So I keep giving up, bringing them lots
 On in the bleway isn't a prob see me walking with a spliff in her gob;
 And I might be lead top sibacabox
 But they won't hear me missin' a drop
 Come near me I'll be willing to cotch
 But foul mouth me get a nig and a tuck
 Right around me, when when it kicks off
 Elbow to the face make a man pissed off
 Don't know we're menacing 'cos when I say that it's going off it's off
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly
 My Lemon Haze is from 'leven ways
 And it's harvest time in 11 days
 It's powerful like a weapon sprays
 And trust me you'll be well amazed (So listen)
 Let me just demonstrate smoke lemon haze and then celebrate
 I meditate and regenerate and then elevate up to Heaven's Gate
 (I'm God)
 I'm above all the pen and papes
 Just celebrate and then penetrate
 I'll desecrate and I'll devastate any heavyweight
 I don't relegate (Hey dickhead)
 Run, go tell a mate, my lemon is sticky like sellotape
 I'm punctual, I'm never late cause I teleport and I levitate
 When I spita the bar she master the crafts like Mr Miyagi
 Trust me you'll see more punches thrown than fists at a football derby
 My style is literally barmy
 Simple and plain like twisting a car key
 I treat MCs like boats
 Taking them out with a spitting tsunami (Yeah)
 Bear lemony narcs incredible bars put them on my logs
 Smoking cheddar is fun
 With the boys and the federal cops
 Your boys call tell 'em old como get 'em all done open 'em all rocks
 I treat them as like work
 Then smoke heavily blocks
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly
 Crush all the lemon, armageddon I'm blazin' 24 7
 AK-47
 How many zoots today? About seven
 Strong weed spin, 2011
 So dank they smell it in Devon (Devon)
 So high they itchin' from heaven
 Birthday date 77
 Terrorist like a 9 11
 Bare Gs up in the sessions
 Smoke so much it like an aggression
 Zed's way? 27
 Apes? 1 point 7
 Piztay, what'd you reckon?
 They blame it on the recession
 England's heading into depression
 Liverpool Daddy
 Run the mic like an athlete
 Yammin' the beat like a patty
 You can never catch me
 The man o man sure take a back seat
 My name's on the road like a taxi
 You're an ickle man you can't match me
 When a menamena mic up a governoor biddi biddi biddi biddi bidda embassy (Woo)
 Yo, and I bump up the ante
 Bidabidi war I'm like an Iraqi
 You don't want no beef, no teriyaki
 Ima get animalistic and aggy
 Come visit, N One Niner
 My da beat dat taught a bus driver
 My cup old man take them eyes off
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly
 This ain't no test run no nought sixty like that I'm an F1 (Nyoom)
 Put down their weights on my air force
 Waste MCs get back where you left from (See ya)
 So far back you get laughed at
 It's like watching a terrible sitcom
 Have a break son, have a KitKat
 We MCs like munching a Bourbon
 Who's on the mic? It's Texas
 I'm eating you all up for breakfast (Morning!)
 The style we got is infectious
 I'm fitting together like Tetris (Beep boop beep boop beep)
 Frontline braby shake it down. (Hey hey hey hey)
 We represent for the underground
 Appleface starts running out
 Light the fuse. Tick tick tick pow!
 Honestly got off it properly droppin' the sickest of rhymes you heard
 The quickedest wickedest lyricist ever
 To spit on the mic, true words (Right?)
 So give me the rhythm no give me
 The bigin I'm killin' the vibe for days
 We get in the zone I'm lettin' them
 Know we're chuckin' the mic and spray like
 Stop that watch this
 Keepin' it dark like gothic
 So I drop shit, got piff
 Pure organic, no toxic
 Cop man's flow got me dropped down low
 We proper got that bro, It's a knockout shot, bop
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly
 Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic
 Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high
 I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy
 Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed
 Enough to make you damn fly. (Fly, fly, fly...)