Showerman Time - Footsie

Cah blud, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines

And again, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines

Aye, bruv, what?

What?

What?

Are you mad?

I’m a big soundman like my dad

And you can’t come around man, acting bad

Because you will get dragged

Stop acting bad, I got pure big bars in my pad

And I got bigger tunes in my pad

No, you don’t wanna clash

You will end up sad

You’ll get torn up just like rag

Ask him again, are you mad?

If I see a chance, I’ll move and clap

If I draw for the shank, you will get stabbed

Cah bullets will fly at straight in your abs

You man better start calling cabs

Don’t wanna see me starting going on rags

Don’t die because you see me and a few man

I’ll draw for the mac and blaze you fags

Blud, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines

And again, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines

I spit flames

Manaman are bad, man are call names

Manaman are bad, man are don’t play games

And if you wanna test, I’ll put you to shame

And if you wanna test, then take it to road

Head, shoulders, knees and toes

Eyes, ears, mouth and nose

All these areas, we hit those

And if you too close, you’ll get blows

Bare right hooks to your eye

Bare left hooks to your eye

Or you might get a stiff uppercut to your chin

Overhead buck to your nose

And you look like a chee with blood on your nose

You got no front teeth from blood on your clothes

Run out the beef with blood on your clothes

Blud, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines

And again, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines

What?

What?

You think you’re smart and clever man

I’m a heavy weight, you’re like a feather man

To run this game, I endeavor man

Call my name and I will end a man

Six foot in a bit, I will sell a man

No I’m not a breader man, I won’t bread a man

Might fold, like he’s leather man

Newham generals, we’re gonna rave forever man

That’s my forecast on life, I’m a weatherman

You merk me?

Nah, not never man

Not even when I’m gold and grave

I’m a good air and my lungs are straight

Don’t wanna cross my path, you’ll pay

Because I’ll draw for the remover man, then spray

You wanna test?

Oh, that’s okay

Go ahead, make my day

Blud, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines

And again, it’s showerman time

Everything locked, it’s showerman time

You’re batty, showerman wines

And I par with man with showerman wines