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"Ho Riddim" lyrics by P MONEY
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[British Grime MC]


"Ho Riddim"


[Verse 1:]
They wanna know how I'm so high without weed in the system
If it ain't Grime or DUB I stay distant
If cross over was a genre called cross
Them lot would believe it more than a Christian
They can't see me in the distance
My cd sells out in an instant
I give anybody what they want every year
Call me Santa, Merry Christmas
Yo they shoulda listened
Now I'm about to blow up like a piston
There's a war against cheesy music
And me and my fans are the resistance
I'm real when I talk to the infants
Can't wet me p's water resistant
Funny families wanna test me
I laugh 'cause they're just real life Simpsons

[Chorus:]
I'm sick every line the crowds like HEY
I don't get rolled or stacked like HEY
Listen learn then repeat HEY
When you hear the metaphor shout out HO
Now I go back to HEY
First line secnond line third line HEY
Come on keep the vibe going HEY
When you hear the fourth bar shout out HO

[Verse 2:]
Swerve told me come an rip this one
Gave me the pad and I writ this one
See I'm known for the killer metaphors that'll murder the beat
And I'll have any witness stunned
P I gets it done
The best times three I'm tripling sums
Flow is amazing, so stupid
Man are like how did it get this dumb
Can't lift this one
Wanna tango get your hip disc slumped
This guy's a wally, I looked in the book bare times
Can't believe I missed this one
Never shoulda picked this one
Handsome, girls wanna kiss this one
I pull girls, the only pulling you're gonna do
Is when your spliff gets bun

[Chorus:]
I'm sick every line the crowds like HEY
I don't get rolled or stacked like HEY
Listen learn then repeat HEY
When you hear the metaphor shout out HO
Now I go back to HEY
First line secnond line third line HEY
Come on keep the vibe going HEY
When you hear the fourth bar shout out HO

[Verse 3:]
I'm the emcee emcees can't stand
I make 'em all sit down like they can't stand
If you can't cope at the deep end
Holla at me, I'll make you float better than armbands
I serve more than a barman
Man of the jungle, call me tarzan
Had a crash in March so I don't drive
But I'm flying, I don't need a car fam
Gone, can't catch him
Too big for labels, can't snatch him
Everybody wants me, I bring cash in
I bet on myself, bring cash in
P, I'm a captain
Your air, my air is a max ting
When it comes to girls I see bare head
Like it's a no hoods or hats ting.

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