Shell Down Songtext
von Gassed Up

man try talk, he′s got me walking the walk
like I can't even remember his name
man′ll try act up big on the internet
but real life man I doubt he's the same
fuck this guy, nothin but a waste of my time,
sometimes I need to let shit go
wouldn't of said we were close but we used to be chill
nowadays I wanna slice your throat
anyway back to the banter
it′s not banter when I turn up an clap ya
don′t act up you're not an actor
don′t act up you're just a wanker


blast mics up and I tear shit down
cool dizzaboy man I never play round
dont frown coz u know I have the sickboy sound
I be the badman take any man down.
north south east west left right back
dappa dizzle im a lyrical lumberjack
and if you dont like cos i chop trees
chop tracks drop tracks
if you dont know mans get jacked
running the roads like my name′s kano
rip out your heart shit better lay low
cos i flow so delicately
name one dappa d name 2 crossley.
remember the shit coz i flow freely
on all the mics that be where you see me
you see 2D I see 3D, up on the mic i merk em easy.

yo stop hypin
you're no big man, you′re no viking
you're a dafty, you're not gully
im out of your league but I go in fully
i′m in a harder league
open you up like a barca team
i′m messi fam you're not markin me
sideman you′re not even startin g

slew any badman any soundboy
draw for the magnum like a cowboy
soundboy if you wanna come big row boy
then fuck the magnum I draw 12 bore toy, no joy
Yer a shitchat boy no discipline
when I chat see the mans a be listening
wont be a marriage an it won't be a christening
it′ll be a funeral boy you'll be missing in a six foot hole
buried like mole when i merk melancholy on the mic control.