Splurt Diablo - Skippy 3Style lyrics

[Intro] The last two years of my life's been crazy No one's talk out here can erase me Dun know, I don't really play no games The last two years of my life's been crazy No one's talk out here can erase me Dun know, I don't really play no games [Verse] I'm back you know Like Stryder, yeah, I'm Back U Know!! My ex tried holler at me on the Facebook Guess what? I think she's back, you know My ex-girlfriend's got a back, you know Air Force Ones look sick with the stonewash T-shirt's gotta be black, you know Matching hat, then I'm good to go Uh Caught me slipping, normal though I was there at the front of the dance Don't ever think I was at the back, you know Merky, TK and Ego They was there so they all know What, you think it's a talking ting? Man better know that it's not that, you know Uh Keep on thinking that it's that I'll leave man's face all scattered out My man keeps on talking sh** Like say the toilet's near his mouth I'll light a candle near his mouth I'll leave man slumped all in his couch Man should know I'm rare in south Uh I'm half the size of Peter Crouch I'm serving food to man that look like Calvin Harris, Peter Crouch MCs keep on renting bars Like say I gave them room in house What, you think it's an MC ting? Man better watch out for the Dragon Stout Uh I wrote this bar for him and you Once you hear this bar on air You'll know it's you I'm talking to I read the blog, I heard your views I realised that you're so confused Stupid youngers ga**ed you up And now you've got a point to prove Uh Thinking back, I'm so amused What made you think dem man dere Could even try and try my shoes? These lines I write, they're purely true Dem man are dead like Peggy Sue Next MC that calls my name I'll do what Hitler done to the Jews Uh Out here, mandem call me teacher MC want my vocal feature So I creep on beat like creature Last war dub had Rasco b**hing Fixing hair like Queen Latifah What, you think I'm a just come yout? Man better know I've been around since FILA Uh If it's a beef ting, holla at steamer If it's a ting where man needs bare artillery I'll just holla at dealer Two man deep in a two car-seater Blasting Dizzee Rascal to "Creeper" What, you think it's a funky ting? Man's got a 45 but are you gonna bang? Uh Ain't got time for the laugh and joke Certain man wanna jam and smoke I'm in studio while dem man are At home mixing gin and Coke I'm writing bars, you're playing pro You're scoring goals, I'm counting notes Ain't got time for the lazy folk Uh Certain man are queer as Vogue All on Facebook chatting dirt To next man how they're dropping salt Say no names, I will not quote Dem man don't get no stripe or [?] What, you think it's a bredrin thing? Man must can't see what I've got in the coat Uh Girl must think I'm holding hands Must have me mistaken for One of these MCs in indie bands I roll with guys that jump out vans In Air Force Ones and not in Vans No, I don't go shopping dos I roll with the girls with the metal in pram