Cheers - Dabbla

Every time you see me I’ll be doing what I know

Bodying the beat, following the flow

Fingers on the detonator suttin’s gonna blow

Funny we continuously cut it but it grow

Knowing everything I need to know I’ve got the ammo

Me and my family get the place rammo

Maybe one day we might act like an adult

Loving every minute, every second is a nano

Fammo, London to Milano, the beeny

Get in their bikini when I spread the fettuccini

Mr. Dabbalini with the flaming Lamborghini

What do you mean you can’t believe the people pay to come and see me?

See that, here’s another CD churning

Light up from underneath and keep the fire burning

Rappers think they’re slick until I kick them in the sternum shit

The way them engineering it you’d think that I was German

(Schnell)

Sloppy MC’s catch a beating

Dabbla’s just sick it’s not something that he’s eaten (No!)

Running round set tryna exorcise the demons

My team, seen more green than a vegan (Believe!)

Good job music is the key (What!)

Used to be a criminal, wasn’t really me

There’s a lot of rappers trying to act like D

I just wanna round them up and chuck 'em in the sea

See a man about a dog and that’s an opportunity

E the A the M and I’ma try and keep it G

Everybody’s looking answers, life is like a tree

Motherfucker, let it breathe

I don’t give a fuck, never have, never will (Uh!)

I don’t give a fuck, never have, never will (No!)

I don’t give a fuck, never have, never will (Never!)

I don’t give a fuck, never have, never have

It’s like oh my, freakin' days

Weeks, months, years and it’s nothing but the blood, sweat, tears

When I’m cutting up the brand new flavour in your ears

Spill another cup like cheers

Here’s to the bloody scene, still trying to profit off a young man’s dream

In a dumbed down version on a blurry little screen

How you mean?

Don’t you know Dabbla’s a machine?

And to those who been with me from the start

Know that I’ma fully represent and do my part (Innit!)

Raising up the bar, now it’s hard to see the mark

This bit reminds me of groove is in the heart

Smart, only way to be — trust!

Full stop, end of, nothing to discuss

Leave you with your face down, rub it in the dust

I remain hardcore, til the centre of the crust

Bust, gradually adjust, sadness

Me and my team be murdering this rap ting

When I tap into the algorithm of the pattern

I’ma cause a situation big enough to swing a cat in

I don’t give a fuck, never have, never have

I don’t give a fuck, never will, never will

I don’t give a fuck, never have, never have

I don’t give a fuck, never will, never will

It goes oh my, freakin' days

Weeks, months, year and it’s nothing but the blood, sweat, tears

When I’m cutting up the brand new flavour in your ears

Raise another cup like cheers

Here’s to the bloody scene, still trying to profit off a young man’s dream

In a dumbed down version on a blurry little screen

How you mean?

Don’t you know Dabbla’s a machine?

Uh yeah, Uh yeah

Uh yeah, Uh yeah

Uh yeah, Uh yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Bluh!

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Wile out, out, out, out, out, out, out…