Talking Dub

Yeah
TRIM, Jonny Skeng
Oi it's a talking stylee
How I do
Look

I don't know what it is with me
But I've got a ting, and it's with me
I'm nang and they're pissed with me
'Cause I can write bars like Mr. Deep
I might miss the beat
Throw a name in like Mr. T
Say what I like, kiss my teeth
It's my genes
You can pick your team
Just make sure they don't play thick with me
On a next ting, differently
If you wanna have fun, stick with me
No crushers I pick my weed
Low budget, I hit the streets
Jack moves, flip some Es
Go broke and then kick the scene
I'm in a different league
I'm better than them man, differently
If I was you I wouldn't spit with me
Cos you'll get vexed, pissed with me
And now I'm in this deep
I've got a few things like "Swing with these"
I rep the wing with T
E-one-four, I.O.D
Bad Boy TRIM, roaches kodee
If you listen to my tunes, hope you smoke weed
Cos I say some things they won't be
Can't, couldn't, so please
Don't mix me up with no chiefs
Cos I will make a scene and squeeze
Play with my life like Reece
Don't get caught in the hype like me
Look, they can't write like me
Some try but they're not quite like me
They bark but they don't bite like me
They ain't out in the middle of the night like me
They can't push bikes like me
Can't play left-wing or write like me
Can't set other MCs alight like me
You can never play pro in your life like me
P's, but no rice like me
No G-Star jeans, no Nikes like me
They can never say the played with their life like me
I try and tell 'em every day they can't write like me
And tell Whatshisface it's night time please
Or I will tuck him in like
"Night night, pick the scab off
Bye bye, Chief."
Back to the subject, me:
The boy turned badboy out of the Green
Say what I like, do this in my sleep
Wake up start fishing for beef, I live in the greeze
And I will not change
Or give in for P's
You can take me out the hood but
I'll just bring in the G's
It's not good with TRIM in the scene
'Cause I've got mates that like swinging machines
But if you live in the dream
Test the waters, come swimming with me
We go ape
Listen, fam, there's no swinging with me
If it's a ting, I'll go get it
And bring it with me
Yeah, it's not a song, no singing with me
Yeah, Bad Boy Trimothy

Are you listening?
It's a talking stylee
'Cause I know you like to do them little talking dubs