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Echo Chamber

Seanie T., Roots Manuva, Blak Twang
Popularity ยท Low
๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง English ยท Original

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Lyrics

Alright alright Just like a siren in the night Oh no mercy Woi-oi-oi-oi-oi-oi Big tings are on Oh no mercy This is Black Twang with the Roots Manuva And the Shana T Danger! Check To the movers and the shakers and the earners in the ghetto The Nigerian Guinness drinkers and man burning sesh-o Real estate dwellers from London to Soweto Special request to all the girls who walk and ramble With sesh under the breast and chopperators pon their ankle Thick gold bracelets and priceless diamond stones Name brand designer label custom tailor made clothes Snake skin loafers, shoes of patent leather plimsolls Once again, it's the Shana honey from way back when From just down the lane and right round the bend Through your radio and pon your television I'm always invited and highly recommended Who can top me again? With a bag of talk setting fi me own trend Injecting many thoughts, cross the wave den dem Unnuh better mek the right choice or you can kiss my FM Get your mind in position for my stink transmission Catching flight with that terabite size network And no token be taken back, fah kids must die I'ma take this yardstick and poke it straight inna your eye Bringing in the heat like some freshly spewed lava Manuva cement 'longside my godfather Profoundly proud of my charcoal twang Now peeps in the street they wanna come sport my hand 'cah Lyrics haffi echo, known inna the ghetto If dem waan know tell dem the Black Twang say so Style haffi echo, known inna the ghetto If dem waan know tell dem the Black Twang say so Lyrics haffi echo, known inna the ghetto If dem waan know tell dem the Roots Manuva say so Style haffi echo, known inna the ghetto If dem waan know tell dem say Shana T say so I insist unnuh fi listen this Top of the list, musical bliss, rocking your crisp Pumping your fist and if unnuh resist Chuh! By the flick of my wrist me find something special for you Because I don't new to this But I flew to this, and I grew to this I move shoes to this, while some smoke boots to this And to the unhappy face, ratty juke batty Labba labba round the back of boo, can you do this? I'm pissing on you wagonists, I curse thee It's only news of your death that will nurse me Set speed, I get busy 'cah peeps ain't shit And majority green in my spit for you dibby dibby Sycophantics with your antics You'll catch nothing but a phlegm through your nose bridge Thought you wanna compose with the Family and push up on this family tree You'll catch nothing but a bat through your neck ride Yes, I'm dressed dap in my Valentinos, my chinos, my Gap My Fred Perry polo shirts and my flat caps English style, making statements with my fashion My rapping reflects the street codes like the Echoes magazine I mean I'm absolutely fabulous, of course My connection with hip-hop is straight from the source It's yours truly, bringing the blues to your soul On the down low, the Black Twang flows untouchable A weh dem say? A weh dem par? Who dem a go call? The Black-a Twang Clan be passing through Check, live on the cut with Roots Manuva steady flexing Keeping lyrics hard like my erection, stand alert for inspection We got the echo-lations, installation, specification But on the musical application In combination Black Twang, Roots Manuva, Shana T Full up of quality, unnuh see? Lyrics haffi echo, known inna the ghetto If dem waan know tell dem the Black Twang say so Style haffi echo, known inna the ghetto If dem waan know tell dem the Black Twang say so Lyrics haffi echo, known inna the ghetto If dem waan know tell dem the Black Twang say so Style haffi echo, known inna the ghetto Tell dem the Black man and Roots Manuva say so Shana T, full up of quality, unnuh see? Oh mercy