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mango x mathman - rapih (selecta) lyrics

[verse 1]
yo, arrive with a bang
everybody now knows i’m in the dance
get the crowd hype is the plan
top moths wanna vibe with me man
now yeah
guess who’s back
with hennessy bars just like 2pac
dressed fresh, lemme get 2 snaps
when i flex on dubs, they step to that now
now i’m calling the shots!
yeah and wha?!
nah i’m not calling it off
you better bring all that you got ’cause
round here it’s all gone to the dogs
but we’re not calling the cops
head high, walk tall with a bop
wanna chop me down but i’m not gunna stop
i blew up the club with badman
do it for the dub like that man
salute to the brother yo math man
come through with a dub fall back man
said that i’d clash them all i’m not picky
said they’re spitting that raw they’re no ricki
said that they’d kick in my door, they’re no biggie
mate’s put bricks in the walls they’re not brickies
paddy rap flow they take to the mick we
spit what we mean, not takin’ the mickey
your moth we me is takin’ the mickey
a quickie with vicky and yer lookin’ for a hickie then
then i’m on to the next thing
slim build but i’m constantly flexing
raybans on with a fresh trim
mango’s a don don’t test him

[chorus]
but i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand
i’m grand, yeah, i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand
i’m grand, i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand
i’m grand, i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand

[verse 2]
told you before i’m the man of the year
only one badman here
only see him when i stand in the mirror
pal i’ll beat you like your old man on the beer
lips waving son you wanna fix them
complaining that festivals i play never picks them
g’wan and complain to them pr-cks then
while i’m bussin’ out raves out in brixton
take names not givin’ a f-ck
make change when i’m ringin’ them up
drink in my cup, this ginger is nuts
livin’ it up, come kick it with us, yeah
round 2, comin’ for survivors
pull up the riddim and put up yer lighters
jump on the riddim just to prove i’m the livest
jump on the riddim touch mic like midas
when i’m twisted and faded, celebrate like i made it
man i’m lifted and wasted. knock out haze, no david
so whatche mean whatche mean?
don’t gimme whatche mean
you know what i mean, i’m the sick one here
you’re the one looking green
i’m the dope one here, but you look like a fiend, wha?!

[pre-chorus]
well i’m rapih, not ’cause i rap fast i’m rapih
like slang from the past i’m rapih
drink cognac by the casket son i’m rapih
wel i’m rapih, not ’cause i rap fast i’m rapih
like slang from the past i’m rapih
mango bring it back i’m rapih, rapih, rapih

[verse 3]
i rip shows, keep thick dopes on their tip toes
every clique knows mango slits throats
quicker than i switch flows
knock it out like klitschko
fit yokes hanging of my hip though
nah, you don’t get it man, no
just forget it man, no
check the method man
a redman blew it up like whatever man
i never asked for respect
i get it when i’m cashing a cheque
run you out the dance in a sec
nothing to my face, you’re a sham on the net
but and i’ma don like vito
and every song gets a reload
can’t be talking to me though
heartless when i stomp on their ego
only man in dublin c-i-t-y
when i rhyme, guaranteed rewind
and i know you all see why
sitting on top of the charts before tea time
summer time comes and i’m on tour
and every night is an encore
sh-ll down all night crowd still want more
i’m on the grind so you better be in yours
only hustlers win you shoulda known that
i got cl-ssic, you got throwbacks
body a show, write toe tags
everybody better now mango’s back

[pre-chorus]
i’m rapih, not ’cause i rap fast i’m rapih
like slang from the past i’m rapih
drink cognac by the casket son i’m rapih

[chorus]
but i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand
i’m grand, yeah, i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand
i’m grand, i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand
i’m grand, yeah, i’m grand with a pint of black in my hand and a mic in my hand

- mango x mathman lyrics

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