God's Gift - Hold Ya Mouf lyrics

[Intro: Dizzee Rascal] Get me We got a lot to talk bout Raskit, God's Gift Oi yo What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back Hold your mouth (hold your mouth) [Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal] Raskit don't give a sh** (I mean) Ain't concerned, ain't worried, don't mind But you should watch your lip (I mean) If you keep chatting in a hurry you'll find The bottom of a 6 foot pit (I mean) Don't care what creed, colour or kind Bullets'll make you sit (I mean) Make you relax, lay-down, unwind Raskit don't give a damn (I mean) Ain't that bothered not much, don't care Catch me if you can (I mean) It's possible you will get hit with a chair Talk like you're the man (I mean) If you want beef you'll get a fair share Dizzee got a masterplan (I mean) I'm a problem for Anthony Blair Raskit don't have a bar (I mean) Don't have it from him, her or dem I'll make a rudeboy say 'rarr' (I mean) With or without the use of a skeng Remove you from your car (I mean) Got a temper, it's big like Ben And I don't care who you are (I mean) Move to your boys, I'll move to your men Raskit don't waste time (I mean) Don't hesitate, don't pet, don't ramp .22, .38, .9 (i mean) These digits'll leave you stiff like cramp You wanna test? That's fine (I mean) You couldn't take Dizzee Rascal for a tramp If you cross my line (I mean) I'll leave you colourful, dazed and damp [Hook: Dizzee Rascal] I don't want beef today Its not arms today Let's keep it calm today Let's be friends I don't wanna write today Let's not fight today I feel alright today Let's be friends [Hook: God's gift] [x2] You got a problem blud Let's solve it blud Gats and bora's blud Hold your mouth [x2] [Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal] Yo, it don't make no sense to me Why fellas don't wanna act sensibly You better re-check your identity You better re-check how you speak You don't make no sense to me If I switch I won't act sensibly I'll make you care intensively You'll be in a coma for a week And I really can't come to grips With how these fellas act just like chicks But now I retaliate with clips And now I retaliate with force You should come to grips With how you really should watch your lips You better know we're some lunatics And that we retaliate, of course [Verse 3: God's gift] You don't wanna feel the heat from my (click click) I roll deep wi' my (click click) I'm always on the street wi' my (click click) I eat wi' my (click click) I sleep wi' my (click click) And I can put you 6 foot deep wi' my (click click) Chat sh** you get beat wi' my (click click) Roll straight sound be the street wi' my (click click) Try if im never on my feet wi' my (click click) I'm only on my feet when I bus' heat (gunshots) And you just ran outta luck wi' my (click click) Say your gonna get f**ed up wi' my (click click) Gunshots leave bodies bruk wi 'my (click click) And I can make the whole place duck wi' my (click click) If you don't wanna get stuck wi' my (click click) Boom, when I get out the truck wi' my (click click) Cause you'll get jacked and gun-bu*t wi' my (click click) And I'll leave your whole jaw bruk wi' my (click click click click)