[Intro: Savage]
Pito Saute Aukilagi, It ain't good
It ain't good cause you'll get jumped in my hood
Pito Saute Aukilagi, It ain't good
It ain't good cause you'll get jumped in my hood, AH!
[Verse 1: Savage]
I'm hearing you still talking that shit, but none of your actions here are speaking to me
I'm talking it, walking it, my stomping style will stop your movement
Hold up who's this? Still leaving you with cuts and bruises
So cut the bullshit, before I rock your face with a pool stick
Dirty, Dawn Raid and Frontline, P-Money, Scribe, Savage and Con Psy
Everybody is feeling that shit, I'm out your speakers like Ill Semantics
On stage for the crowd reaction, everyone just bounce your asses
Keep it moving, 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! (Chee-hoo!)
[Hook: Scribe, Savage, Both]
How many dudes you know roll like this? (Yeah, yeah, come on)
How many dudes you know flow like this?
Not many, if any (Savage!)
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
[Verse 2: Con Psy]
You know who this is, act right
It's the kid coming 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 coming off arrogant
And y'all insist on dropping comparisons
And y'all who sit, mouths running and chattering
Get off my dick, you're so fucking 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, give me your words to play on
And I'mma 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 dope, the writing's on the wall like graffiti
So, y'all can't even hold your own
You get a manicure if you're going toe to toe
Suppose you know, that I treat tracks like kicks, 'cos I'm clean when I lace mine
I break minds, if I put a watch in a bum bag, that's the only scene where I waste time
Let's go
[Hook: Scribe and Con Psy]
How many dudes you know roll like this?
How many dudes you know flow like this? (Frontline remix)
Not many, if any
Not many, if any (High Tide [?] in it, c'mon, let's go)
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
How many dudes you know roll like this?
How many dudes you know flow like this? (Congratulations, you made it)
Not many, if any
Not many, if any
How many dudes you know got the skills to go and ROCK a show like this? (Welcome to the remix!)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody
[Verse 3: Scribe]
Yo, Scribe's here, so give it up
I never put the mic down when I pick it up
I rip it up so dope this year, everybody want a hit of us
But y'all need to breathe, because you're hiccing up
We refuse to leave, you can't get rid of us
Yo, they think I'm on drugs because I come in the club
And I be dancing by myself like I don't give a fuck, what, what?
Scribe on the mic, I write an elegant flow
Even drop adagio for the lyrically slow
Not hypothetically, physically letting you know
I got my rhyme packed tight and we're ready to go
Made some mistakes in the past, that was yesterday
Today I'm on my way to a better way
Forever bringing together what you separate
So whether, you like it or not, I'mma elevate
You know this rhyme has been taking time to celebrate
Relax and take a breath, y'all
I'm here to stay, and not going away
And can I get a "Yes y'all?", "Yes-yes y'all!"
[Bridge: Scribe]
Ooh-oooooh!
(There's) Check it out
(No) Check it out
(One) Check it out (Ain't no one like me)
Like me
[Hook: Scribe and Savage]
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
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?
Check it out, yeah, check it out
[Outro: Savage]
Can you please give it up for Savage?
It's all good, thank you
It's all good when you come to my hood
Can you please give it up for Savage?
It's all good, yeah
Thank you
Very much
Peace
Holy shit!
Not Many – The Remix! was written by David Dallas & Savage (Rap) & Scribe.
Not Many – The Remix! was produced by P-Money (Producer).
From Grindin’s retrospective of The Crusader:
Scribe:
The most phenomenal fact about this track is, from the conversation P and I had about remixing it, to the completion of the song with Dave and Savage and the video, was seven days… One week! Pretty crazy!
P-Money:
We booked a day at The Lab s...
From Grindin’s retrospective of The Crusader:
‘Not Many’ was proving to be even more popular than the lead single so me and Callum [August, co-founder of Dirty Records, along with P-Money] discussed releasing it as its own single to catch more sales. While we were debating the merits of that I was...
From Grindin’s retrospective of The Crusader:
Scribe:
Savage was one of our fave dudes in real life, but also his voice was the missing link to the track, and in our eyes a star in the Dawn Raid camp, although [fellow MC] Mareko was getting all the push then.
P-Money:
I asked Savage to get on it...
From Grindin’s retrospective of The Crusader:
Scribe:
Getting Dave on was a no-brainer: he was the new kid making waves … the next MC to become a phenomenon. We all knew that, although I don’t think he did at the time.
P-Money:
I also called this new kid that I barely knew named Con-Psy (David D...