D2 - Black Bin Bag Him lyrics

[Bridge: Grim Sickers] Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him [Verse 1: Grim Sickers] Lord knows I'll have him, black bin bag him Biggie and Pac him, spray and tan him Ratty and jam him, Riko Dan him Big Flowdan him, run up on man and grab him Tempa T pan him, make heads splashing Send man's soul to a whole next planet Headtop's gone cause I dared and vanished Kicked off [?] [Verse 2: Villain] Man are coming like E3, so grown [?], wrong road Boop boop, my man ah flow cold We tell a boy go home One mic, pure growth Shutdown, Lord knows Blap blap, off with your torso Man are like oh no [Verse 3: Nolay] I'll stick her, smash and liff her Shove my stainless next to her liver Box and ship her, drop and kick her Show me the morgue and trust me, I'll bring her Tits and fling her, gravestone bury Have a dope bar for Jesus and Mary Swing her by her cane row, push her out the window Watch her headback collide with the lamppost [Verse 3: D2] When I start ploughing, man shout 'llow him He brought beef but I brought a cow in Eat him, chow him, screaming ow him Jme blam him, Lethal pow him Dem man are not in, us man are now in Lord of the Mics, I'll already start bowing Let man tell him that I took out him When I dead him, man were wowing [Verse 4: Royal] Royal You tryna see me? Tell man get a ladder I've got a next flow that I call dark boy Come through, make MCs scatter My G There's not an MC that are on my level, man You will get the wum wai lung tung deng seng weng seng Man would've thought it was Devilman [Verse 5: Mez] Black bin bag him, [?] quick leg drop him Headtop pop him Put him in the boot then take my shopping Find any river anywhere then drop him Think I'm joking? I ain't Chris Rock-ing Dash dead body [?] popping Did you think cuh the beat sounds like Batman It was my flow that they could've been robbin'? [Verse 6: Izzie Gibbs] Blacked out, blacked out, looking like a shadow On this ting, certi, moving raggo Man telling me stop rushing like drago My man's rigid cause they're moving paro Oh deep, yeah we drown him shallow Man beefed then he ducked from the battle When shots fly, you whip like arrows [?] that's sparrow [Verse 7: Snowy] Run up and black bin bag him, I'll murk him One time purge him, left man hurting Search party, YouTube, nobody's searching That's why I don't care about a version Man must've thought it was jokes till I burnt him Ain't my business, I move like Kermit Out for the belly, one shot till I burst sh** 365, know I put work in [Verse 8: Row D] Yo, body in the clash I will body you and body anybody in a clash I will body you and put your body in a bodybag I will body anybody that will never body man Body in the clash I will body you and body anybody in a clash I will body you and put your body in a bodybag I will body anybody that will never body man [Verse 9: Jammz] Oi, blud, this ain't Film4 So why's he acting on film for? I'll bury eight MCs in the clash Pull out the cam, film four Like 'why you losing on film for?' Dead, I would rather film floors The way that I think man wanna turn [?] lick man's head off the film [?] [Verse 10: Dubzy] I rep for my town like Hatter Red T-shirt on my skin like Mata What's the matter? I'm badder than badder All over my sh** like I ain't just met her Smoking a zoot, saying life's much better When I'm in the manor, I'm Dubzy snazz When I'm in the manor, I'm still Jesse James You just change, that's that sh** I don't like [Verse 11: Ten Dixon] I'm ahead of ya I'm the grime scene predator I don't give two sh**s for your cam Cause you and your man interior Batty boy, inferior Boy better know who the f** we are I said WAVE, all in your area I said WAVE, all in your area [Verse 12: Ghostly] I don't necessarily talk first I get the last word, n***a, regardless Old school, now they wanna tell me I'm heartless Cause I [?] that's never been hard Santa's lost, never been a warlord I don't wanna hear talk about a car park Where's your car? Run over it in the car park Talk bars, get spun over in a car park [Verse 13: Syco] You don't make no P, you're blagging Soldiers ga**ing, ain't caught Osama Bin Laden [?] in the upper city trapping Happy slap him, [?] lagging Murk him, unwind and wrap him [?] shagging Someone stab him I'll get Sickers to Tesco bag him [Verse 14: Cally] [?] biggest one Me and Grim in the set like Big and Pun Now the road ting, fam, you ain't did it once Have a 16 strapped for the biggest c*nt Don't talk your greaze, rudeboy, you ain't did it once Cause I swear I'll have him, white girl tan him [?] black him Fist to fist ting, I'll bang him Didn't really want it, you salad [Bridge: Grim Sickers] Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him Black bin bag him