NotMany

Not Many (Remix|Explicit) - Scribe/Savage/David Dallas

Written By：P Wadams/M Luafutu

Pito Saute Aukilagi

It ain't good it ain't good

'Cos you'll get jumped in my hood

Pito Saute Aukilagi

It ain't good it ain't good

'Cos you'll get jumped in my hood ah

It's the remix yeah

I'm hearin' you still talking

That sh*t but none of your actions

Here are speakin' to me

I'm talkin' it walkin' it

My stompin' style will stop your movement'

Hold up who's this

Still leavin' you with cuts and bruises

So cut the b******t before

I rrrrock your face with a pool stick

Dirty dawnraid and frontline

P money scribe savage and con psy

Everybody is feelin' that sh*t

I'm out your speakers like Ill semantics

On stage for the crowd reaction

Everyone just bounce your asses

Keep it movin' uh huh New Zealand music

South auckland raise your arms

Let me see you throw it up

And I will always represent my crew

Decep deceptikonz what

How many dudes you know roll like this

How many dudes you know flow like this

Not many if any

Not many if any

How many dudes you know got the skills

To go and rock a show like this

Uh uh uh uh I don't know anybody

You know who this is act right

It's the kid comin' up that's flow is untapped

Wrote enough drafts know enough raps

Off the head skill that'll crush cats

But it's hard to spit without comin' off arrogant

And y'all insist on droppin' comparisons

And y'all who sit mouths runnin' and chatterin'

Get off my dick you're so f**kin' embarrassing

Y'all don't want no part of this upon this ish

I serve the ill like a pharmacist I'm on to this

I've been broke like promises

So if you get me started kid

You're gonna see the consequence and y'all

Don't want that

'Cos I stay on gimme you're words to play on

And I'ma make your writtens look

Thick like you lost your pen

And wrote it in crayon

But yo y'all should play the back like scenery

I'm d**e the writings on the wall like graffiti

So y'all can't even hold your own

You get a manicure if you're goin' toe to toe

Suppose you know

That I treat tracks like kicks 'cos I'm clean