Big Man Tune

Draw for the tool
Go on then go on then Think I’m a fool
Go on then go on then Draw for the mash
Go on then go on then Still wanna clash
Go on then go on then go on then Wasteman

Psycho
Wanna clash man then you better be neck nelco
Pussyole just cycle
Might get mad and draw for the for mine nelco

I’m a big man but I’m not thirty
Yeah watch me get dirty
Murkle man watch me get murky
Heat man up roast man like turkey

And I take the burden
Even the big black bear can’t hurt me
Told you before that my styles too murky
And if you text me then you’re gonna need surgery

Cos I’ll draw for the .44
Blud your jaw down the corridor
You know my jaw
Cos you’ve seen me on the DVD before

Manaman said don’t think you’re raw
Blud your jaw down the corridor
Man get dipped in the jaw
It’s the murkle man you know the score

Draw for the tool
Go on then go on then Think I’m a fool
Go on then go on then Draw for the mash
Go on then go on then Still wanna clash
Go on then go on then go on then Wasteman

Psycho
Wanna clash man then you better be nilco
Pussyole just cycle
Might get mad and draw for the nilco

Go on then go on then go on then
Draw for the Bucky
Make a man transform into a duppy
Won’t bring a Bucky if the Bucky ain’t mucky

The machete will leave your t shirt dutty
Make your belly look like a box of Kentucky
Might just lose your left eye if you’re lucky
Have the nurse start sewing up your face like chucky

Go on then draw for the Bucky
Who else can taste it
The battyboy got facety
True we caught man slipping in Sainsbury’s
I’m a big man but I’m not eighty

Roll to the war like a soldier from the Kuwaiti
That’s how I’m going on lately
Draw the grey ting bullets sing like Maisie
I’ll make a shower face look like Stacey
That’s how I’m going on lately

Draw for the tool
Go on then go on then Think I’m a fool
Go on then go on then Draw for the mash
Go on then go on then Still wanna clash
Go on then go on then go on then Wasteman

Psycho
Wanna clash man then you better be nelco
Pussyole just cycle
Might get mad and draw for the nelco

Know yourself when you’re not in the booth
When I touch mic I only speak truth
Run when you hear the dogs go woof woof
Don’t care if you’re a twelve year old youth

Go on then go on then jump on the roof
When you come down your head will get oof
Blud you’ll be missing more than one tooth
You’ll be missing your whole set of teeth

Wanna run up your mouth then I’m that beast
Go to the ends and get my piece
Load up the mash now I’m ready for the beef
Bullets are mash just like teeth

Okay then you wanna start some beef
Go to the ends and get my piece
Double already told you you’re at East
You’re a wasteman, you ain’t on no beef

Draw for the tool
Go on then go on then Think I’m a fool
Go on then go on then Draw for the mash
Go on then go on then Still wanna clash
Go on then go on then go on then Wasteman

Psycho
Wanna clash man then you better be Nelco
Pussyole just cycle
Might get mad and draw for the draw for the

Draw for the tool
Go on then go on then Think I’m a fool
Go on then go on then Draw for the mash
Go on then go on then Still wanna clash
Go on then go on then go on then Wastema

Psycho
Wanna clash man then you better be nelco
Pussyole just cycle
Might get mad and draw for the nelco

Go on then go on then
That’s how it’s going down
2005
Diver
Skepta and Jammer