Kano - New Banger lyrics

[Intro] It's K-A! Shubs, shubs, shubs, shubs Shubs, skank, skank, skank Skank, new banger, new banger New banger, new banger New banger, new banger New banger, new banger New, new [Chorus 1] New banger, new banger Kano's got a new banger And no, not China and not Taiwan Kano was made in the bloodclart manor Where we raved on the top of the Princess Alice Whine gyal to jungle but not no ballad If a some of man's jeans looking MC Hammered Nah its not that he's just holding a hammer [Verse 1] Well, police wanna pull me over in my car Check my licence and plates Then ask me how much it cost Get the f** out my face When man queue up for Jordans from 7 Shottas stack P till ashmans get em All-white parties, but ain't no tennis My yardie dances, not in till ten-ish, way up [Chorus 2] New banger, new banger Kano's got a new banger New banger, new banger Kano's got a new banger New banger, new banger Kano's got a new banger And no, not China and not Taiwan Kano was made in the bloodclart manor New banger, new banger New banger, new banger New banger, new banger Kano's got a new banger And no, not China and not Taiwan Kano was made in the bloodclart manor [Verse 2] So ask around town, let's ask around town They know about me, I'm mostly about Might see the AMG in C-town Might see Smithy, Woz, the old gang You know the ends I'm talking about Where man drop out of school but somehow All of your pals are pharmacists now Shotting that white girl from No Doubt Flow of the year two times in a row Done the debate and I am the G.O.A.T Wheel and come again, get it right for the quotes Done the debating, I am the G.O.A.T And that's that East London MC I'm born in streets slumbered with these c*nt's lyrics, these one-off 16s Duppy these beats, trumpets indeed [Bridge] The ruler's back The ruler's back The ruler's back The ruler's back with a New banger, new banger New banger, new banger New banger, new banger Kano's got a new banger And no, not China and not Taiwan Kano was made in the bloodclart manor [Chorus 1 x2] [Verse 3] Listen, look, so mum went school with all of the gangsters They know Mel but they call her Ca**ius And them man still run sh** from mansions And wear Brogues and Adidas Campus Yeah, I grew up with the towners Stolen Ralph sh** was standard Old TV from the catalogue scammers They robbed banks but they still had manners They showed us what bangers and mash is We showed them what dumpling and yam is Build sound-systems in houses Before garage one-finger skankers And you wonder why we're so anti Don't make Billboard, we make bangers It's not grime if there ain't no ad-libs BRAP! That's my ad-lib First blacks in the canning town flats Walking to school was an everyday scrap They called our mothers coons, now Mummy's in my coupe riding shotgun Of course that f**er's all black No tints in the front, let the manor see that Wind down windows like I'm me that Might go catch, grab a likkle sea ba** That MIDI keyboard made a likkle P, thanks I grew up on jungle Karl Tuff Enuff and D Double When I was watching Zippy and Bungle Was getting Supercat from my uncles House partying to dancehall riddims It's my DNA, I can't part with it Before I knew the whole alphabet I knew Zungguzungguguzungguzeng 19 how long Been doing this from 19 how long Eskimo Dance, used to roll out 19 man strong And drop a new banger, new banger So if this ain't that sh** to gas up Britain Forgive me, for I am a sinner Middle finger to ma**-appealers Casket fillers, the fashion k**ers And from the cla**room of free school dinners Were space invaders and wagon wheelers Rudeboys roll in 320 bimmers Shottas stack P till ABs get em All respect due to garage n***as All respect due to Shab and Skibba And all hail the king Jackson But our Quincy was Wiley, our Michael was Dylan Train to Roman, Rhythm Division These are plastic-over-Nan's-sofa lyrics Our mums had afros and combs to pick em I'm Melrose's son, I should've been a Richard's