Forefather

We sayin'

Sweet peace

Think 'bout yellin' right now

Lights, action

Couple more bottles for the man-dem

Jessie J do it like a man-dem (Ay)

Dollar bills, throw it like a tantrum

Lights, action

Couple Marilyns, no, not the Mansons

Big bottles popping, what?

Bigger than a magnum? (Ay)

Yeah, bitch, what?

And it ain't a Lanson

Sounding like some old school K.A.

Where's my dogs at?

Where's my fucking great danes?

Twisted firestarter like some old school Prodigy

Take a pop at me? You **** my proteges

Yeah, one, zero, zero, put the comma then

Sizzler them haters, fire bun the whole'a them

You can hate me now, like I was Nas and them

You can hate me now like I was Puff and them

Them, them nuh' ready, dem ah road rat

Know that, no Roll Deep, but I flow dat

Own that, 110th Street, no Womack

Plus three zero then I own that shit, St. Olaves

Vroom, vroom, vroomin' on the A-13

Boom, boom, boomin' with the bass, dirty

Zoom, zoom, zoomin', and a boom, boom, boom

When pum, pum, pummin' in the place

Baseline overdose

Gyal-dem in some open toes

Dem man say they does this shit

But them man some Pinnochios

I was in the dance rocking Akademics and Pradas

Tell these motherfuckers I'm a grime forefather

We get it, you gas, apple juice in your old champs

New beamer, mum's house, chandeliers in council flats

You man talk but you don't ball out, we refill when the drinks all out

Too many gangsters, not enough gyal

Too much dancefloor, not enough skanks

From EQ, Powerhouse, touch mic, bun it down

It's Kano in the house, it's Kano in the house

Youse copy, all cats, follow fashion youse all sad

Borrow this with your borrowed swag, two bag suit and it ain't off rack

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school K.A.

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school K.A.

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school Kano

(K.A.) Same Kano that bumped these **** on the radio

Kanye West can't dress like me

Hugh Heff can't sex like me

Evian can't fresh like me

Might see me in a fresh crisp white tee

Murder the dance till it rest I.P.

Balenciaga's dress my feet

Young Sam Jack in effect I need

Star Wars money yeah Jedi P's (Breath)

Gimmie the Grey Goose, I rave to the death

Think of the papers I'm able to spend

When you think of the hating, you may wanna send

**** do me a favour and pay me respect

Never been about majors and making a check

'Cause I been about ages

And K's a legend

And I'm making the papers with papers and pens

We get it, you gas, apple juice in your Old Champs

New Beamer, mum's house, chandeliers in Council Flats

You man talk but you don't ball out, we refill when the drinks all out

Too many gangsters, not enough gyal

Too much dancefloor, not enough skanks

From EQ, Powerhouse, touch mic, burn it down

It's Kano in the house, it's Kano in the house

Youse copy, all cats, follow fashion youse all sad

Borrow this with your borrowed swag, two bag suit and it ain't off rack

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school K.A.

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school K.A.

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school Kano

(K.A.) Same Kano that bumped these **** on the radio

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school K.A.

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school K.A.

(K.A.) Sounding like some old school Kano

(K.A.) Same Kano that bumped these **** on the radio