S-X - Can't Run Out of Bars lyrics

[Hook] I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance [Verse 1] Yeah, can't f** with the vibe that the mandem's bringing Treat the weekday like a weekend, that's winning I don't bred nobody cuh I know my vision So if you don't wanna hear me, you ain't gotta listen, n***a I keep getting stabbed in my back, but I'm still swagging on tracks Dem man bounced off me but I preed it and bounced right back And when I say I can't run out of bars, everybody gets ga**ed Cuh when I say I can't run out of bars, they all know it's all facts like [Hook] I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance [Verse 2] Said I won't run out, I weren't lying Wheel-up bar of the year without trying Tottenham in me, yeah, I'm riot Eat MCs alive, f** a diet And choong girls love flexing round me It makes bare man vexed around me Made the UK super lively Can't be dead, no, it's dead without me Turntable days, put in hours Turning tables, now I've got powers Pick man apart in minutes Shoot and upload in hours You see me, I do the damage I had to get a little savage Out of control, can't be managed Whenever I'm dropping, they panic I'll pick an MC and upset one You know, live right there on a set ones I'm not on one, I'm on a next one Anyone dissing, wheel-ups, can't get one So tun up the sound Who turned their back on me? Turn back around Too tun up, I can't turn down Want a zoot and a drink right now like [Hook] I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance [Verse 3] Yo, I am the grime scene saviour, Eskimo raver Man's still around all ten years later North London geezer, Loughton Town creeper Work, and the hard times get easier These soundboys ain't got no flavour Give them pepper, indie or major Tell a man that wants to rain on me That lightning can strike back six months later Going on colder, wiser and older Laughing after who thought I was over Strap talk, ‘llow that, pen up revolvers I put the Chip back on everyone's shoulder Don't like sober, I am a stoner Watered down? What? Man already crossed over Feature verse tearer, North Face wearer Cash Motto, it's a brand new era [Hook] I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance I know you man just might run out of bars Chip can't run out of bars I get lean, I get waved, get burse Pull up, I tun up the dance