Too Many MCs

[Verse 1: Jammz]
Cuh man wanna leech off me
But you can't get the beats off me
And when nobody cared, I told 'em "don't sleep on me"
Now I'm outside of the building, I'm about to buss through
And you can't get the keys off me
You can't lean on me, I've got the torch in my hand
And plus, the whole team's on me
Got the blueprint to the whole scenes on me
So tell me, please, why you wanna test me for
I'll blow these MCs off track
[?] twice the power of C4
And I've got three on my tally, you don't wanna be four
When I shut down, mandem aren't getting a restore
Reload lyrics, man have got more than 3-4
So if you wanna war in the dance then be sure in the dance
Place yourself in deep thought cuh

[Hook: Jammz]
Too many man wanna chat, but it's all chat
Shut your mout, don't chat
Man keep telling him it's not that, dem man are swag
Man are getting thrown in the trash
Cuh too many man wanna gas, but it's all gas
Shut your mout, don't gas
Man keep telling him he ain't nang, it's all mad
Body's getting thrown in a bag

[Verse 2: P Money]
I'm gully, bro, I've got the money flow
I've got that put inna the tummy though
Said he can't be arsed so how come you're looking all bummy, bro?
You think you're sonic, these knuckles'll leave you with a runny nose
Tell an MC you should hurry home
I'll be giving him the shits when I hit him with the curry flow
Thinking he won't get rapped, one hour plus duct tape later
You're looking like a mummy, bro, show me the money box, self-made
Nobody's being P Money's boss
When I take your gyal, it won't be funny, boss
Matt Hoffman with the tricks, told her I've got a BMX sex
That'll make her bunny hop
Trip nuts for your girl, that's a bunny job
Battling me's like a shit AC
That'll fuck up your credit and you won't see money drop

[Hook: Jammz]
Too many man wanna chat, but it's all chat
Shut your mout, don't chat
Man keep telling him it's not that, dem man are swag
Man are getting thrown in the trash
Cuh too many man wanna gas, but it's all gas
Shut your mout, don't gas
Man keep telling him he ain't nang, it's all mad
Body's getting thrown in a bag

[Verse 3: PK]
I put my phone on aeroplane mode to save my battery
When I'm on the streets, please don't bother me
Screwface on, you know it's that time
Any violation, it will get peak
To a point where you don't want war at your front door
Man ah roll deep
Like Wiley, they get the tiger lean
Stars in his eyes, he couldn't believe what he'd seen
Halloween mask, not a trick or treat
Just donnies on job that are fully on beef
Dem man are feeble, dem man are weak
They need to start taking their vitamin Cs
Like me, from early, mama told me
Have it from no one, I'm not a chief
I am that pagan king and you know where I live
On the front line, come about me

[Hook: Jammz]
Too many man wanna chat, but it's all chat
Shut your mout, don't chat
Man keep telling him it's not that, dem man are swag
Man are getting thrown in the trash
Cuh too many man wanna gas, but it's all gas
Shut your mout, don't gas
Man keep telling him he ain't nang, it's all mad
Body's getting thrown in a bag

[Verse 4: Saint]
You know S-d-d-daint, isn't it easy to tell?
My bar's a brow raiser, fleeky as hell
When I touch mic, I've got the keys
So I don't even need me an L to be higher than them other guys
Nothing like a button eyes, way sharper
I'm awaiting the war, evidence? I'm the main archer
Kill man, I'll fling man six times, three foot deep in the well
If you really wanna battle me, come and meet the beast for yourself
Greedy, I've got the cheesiest smell when I roll by
When I roll by, dankers, oh my
Dem man are looking for their friends for the feds
But I'm like hold on?
I'll dead man on his Js, I don't need any help
Dem boy dere move funny like Kenan and Kel
So we watch the name, it's not ringing any bells
Oh well, just means I might dig your girlfriend

[Hook: Jammz]
Too many man wanna chat, but it's all chat
Shut your mout, don't chat
Man keep telling him it's not that, dem man are swag
Man are getting thrown in the trash
Cuh too many man wanna gas, but it's all gas
Shut your mout, don't gas
Man keep telling him he ain't nang, it's all mad
Body's getting thrown in a bag

[Post-Hook: Jammz]
Cuh too many MCs are washed, their flow's washed
Shut your mout, don't wash
Man wanna send but don't watch, it's no prob
Man are getting placed in a box
Cuh too many guys are on rocks, cocaine rocks
Now their brain's all blocked
Dash man in a basket like sock
They're all lost, ain't up to the time like clocks