Lethal Bizzle - Oi (More Fire Crew)

Oi who's that boy Lethal B

Oi who's that boy Lethal B

Oi who's that boy Lethal B

The one who rides bikes

And just don't give a D

Uh, oh, there's that boy Lethal B

Uh, oh, there's that boy Lethal B

Uh, oh, there's that boy Lethal B

Drawing bare girls drawing bare beanie

Hey boy, what's the case I can tell by

Your face that you're in the wrong

Place and you're in the wrong game

And your rhymes are lame and you

Sound all the same all I want to do

Is make money and claim girls want to

Go on like a little hotshot

Your man's a top-shotter and so

What now days no-one really cares

What man you got it's the year 2/1

Anyone can get pop I'm off the hook

This year getting mad money off the

Lyrics this year when I enter the room

Bare man dem will stare look at that

Boy he thinks he's a top br'er

Now days you know I don't really

Care when I go rave I don't go

Br'er, I draw bare girls draw bare

Number, hey what did you say

Be careful yeah, bare things in here

Oi who's that O to the Z

Oi who's that O to the Z

Oi who's that O to the Z

Another bad man inside the party

Uh oh, there's that O to the Zs

Uh oh, there's that O to the Zs

Uh oh, there's that O to the Zs

My lyrics so chilly they leave a cool breeze

Hold the mic and I'll flex

I'm a lyrical architect, O to Z on set

Step on the mic nuff thugs get vex

When I f**k girls I use the Durex

What next I rock the Club Rex

Like Aztec what venues next

Bop straight through

With my Avirex

Girls wanna breed and go on like skets to More Fire Crew

Punk a send threats

Burn dem with lighter when they chat wet

Lyrics dem crunch like a cornet

Watch us rip up the set I bet

O to the Z to the Z, I to the E, Ozzie B

Step 'pon the mic to get them lively

Rip up the vibe with the MC

Oi who's that N double E

Oi who's that N double E

Oi who's that N double E

The one with the thugged out mentality

Uh oh, there's that N double E

Uh oh, there's that N double E

Uh oh, there's that N double E

Born in the ghetto and he don't give a

D, understand check out the

Dangargan any man dis any man in my

Gang get banged in the jaw forehand

Backhand, lyrics them are flowing

As if they were quicksand, rocking

Wallabies like the Wu-Tang Clan man

Dem wanna playa-hate us 'cos we're

Nang, monitor our lyrics and running

Bare scam, see man on road and you

Wanna get prang, don't question if

I've got a 9 milli forget the zoots and

Blaze on a philly if you really wanna

See a get silly, you can hold

A big one straight to your belly

Everybody wanna know what be the

Dilly how come More Fire flex so jiggy

Don't ever take us for no hillbilly

Us man are hot while the rest are chilly

They really think we don't know

What they're saying, you know man

They' saying we're not worth anything

Man dem saying were not worth

50 pounds the tables will turn man the

Tables will turn, playas man

1-1 2-2 fuzzy don't screw rat tat tat

My tap bust and bless you

1-2 1-2 Neeko ah pass through

Cardiac arrest will send

A boy 'pon a curfew

3-3 4-4 5-5 6-6 how you gonna catch

Me when I'm on my R-66, riding

Through the rain and the snow cold

Blitz blitz 'bout to go link a girl

And suck off her

Oi who's that More Fire Crew

Oi who's that More Fire Crew

Oi who's that More Fire Crew

Say what you wanna say

Do what you do now

Uh, oh we're that More Fire Crew

Uh, oh we're that More Fire Crew

Uh, oh we're that More Fire Crew

With lyrics like we

You're 'bout to get slew

Lethal Bizzle - Oi (More Fire Crew)