Kooong - Funky Dee, Jammer, Ten Dixon

K-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k krazy ting

Krazy ting

K-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k kray

Krazy ting

K-k-k-k krazy ting

Alright, alright

Alright, alright, krazy ting

This is real life facts

I’ll tell you to suck your mum, go suck your dad

And I won’t take it back

Grab that pole (kooong, kooong)

Your mum

In the head for being a slag (kooong)

Sis (kooong), brother (kooong)

Dad for fucking a slag

Zipped ‘em up in a bag

How can you say that you’re grime

But you’re shook to clash?

Reece said «I used to like MCs»

But me, I’ve never liked MCs

I don’t give a fuck if I ain’t in your top three

I’ll grab that pole for your top MCs (kooong, kooong, kooong)

You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

Think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

Who is it?

(kooong), draw for the (kooong)

Swing that (kooong), headtop (kooong)

Sound effect (kooong), on the floor like (kooong)

In war like (kooong, kooong, kooong, kooong)

Woi oi, I might lick you in the head with a pole, pussyhole, like

(Kooong, kooong) When I’ve got the .44

Man might just start a konking war like

(Kooong, kooong) I might run down a fed like

(Kooong, kooong) No respect for the law like

(Kooong, kooong) Tell him «open the door» like

(Kooong, kooong, kooong, kooong, kooong)

You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

Think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

Think it’s that?

Jump on set, I’ll break man’s back

Tell a man «suck your mum», won’t take it back

Rudeboy, how about that?

I’m gonna get that wheel, then get that jack

Give me fifteen minutes exact

You must be fucking mad

I’m the grime scene’s fucking dad

W.A.V.E, I’ll bring the grime scene fucking back

Half of these so-called MCs don’t even clash

Skeng AKA big car crash (W.A.V.E)

You just ran into a big car crash

Man like me just take that soul in batch

Man like me just snap (W.A.V.E)

You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) You think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

(Kooong, kooong) Think I care?

Think I care?

Jump on set, I’ll rinse man there