The Damn Guy

Azza, Manek, Traumatik, MTD, Diezel, Kombo, Texas, Jimmy Danger

(I'm the damn guy)

Ball Hard like Orlando Magic

Pull out the ting call me "Go Go Gadget"

It's A double Z A but my name's not Aaron

Rude boy never serve it like hatchet (Hatchet)

Talking like you're rough when you're moving,

But we know that you ain't stacking (Stacking)

And trapping got no IDs when they're

Talking rough and they got no backing

Alright lemme jump back in

Lemme chat shit better come back here (Back here)

Feeling when they try turn around and I'm

Right there man I get scared but I'm at it (At it)

Full time in a bat's old jacket touch the mic and I smack it

They can't hack it

Hate job and I hate that school gunna come and attack it

Don't piss me off

Trust me that shit's a lot

I'm back you pricks I'm kicking it off

Off of the hinges give me the dosh

'Cos I wanna be livin' the floss

So I keep giving up, bringing them lots

On in the bleway isn't a prob see me walking with a spliff in her gob;

And I might be lead top sibacabox

But they won't hear me missin' a drop

Come near me I'll be willing to cotch

But foul mouth me get a nig and a tuck

Right around me, when when it kicks off

Elbow to the face make a man pissed off

Don't know we're menacing 'cos when I say that it's going off it's off

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly

My Lemon Haze is from 'leven ways

And it's harvest time in 11 days

It's powerful like a weapon sprays

And trust me you'll be well amazed (So listen)

Let me just demonstrate smoke lemon haze and then celebrate

I meditate and regenerate and then elevate up to Heaven's Gate

(I'm God)

I'm above all the pen and papes

Just celebrate and then penetrate

I'll desecrate and I'll devastate any heavyweight

I don't relegate (Hey dickhead)

Run, go tell a mate, my lemon is sticky like sellotape

I'm punctual, I'm never late cause I teleport and I levitate

When I spita the bar she master the crafts like Mr Miyagi

Trust me you'll see more punches thrown than fists at a football derby

My style is literally barmy

Simple and plain like twisting a car key

I treat MCs like boats

Taking them out with a spitting tsunami (Yeah)

Bear lemony narcs incredible bars put them on my logs

Smoking cheddar is fun

With the boys and the federal cops

Your boys call tell 'em old como get 'em all done open 'em all rocks

I treat them as like work

Then smoke heavily blocks

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly

Crush all the lemon, armageddon I'm blazin' 24 7

AK-47

How many zoots today? About seven

Strong weed spin, 2011

So dank they smell it in Devon (Devon)

So high they itchin' from heaven

Birthday date 77

Terrorist like a 9 11

Bare Gs up in the sessions

Smoke so much it like an aggression

Zed's way? 27

Apes? 1 point 7

Piztay, what'd you reckon?

They blame it on the recession

England's heading into depression

Liverpool Daddy

Run the mic like an athlete

Yammin' the beat like a patty

You can never catch me

The man o man sure take a back seat

My name's on the road like a taxi

You're an ickle man you can't match me

When a menamena mic up a governoor biddi biddi biddi biddi bidda embassy (Woo)

Yo, and I bump up the ante

bidabidi war I'm like an Iraqi

You don't want no beef, no teriyaki

Ima get animalistic and aggy

Come visit, N One Niner

My da beat dat taught a bus driver

My cup old man take them eyes off

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly

This ain't no test run no nought sixty like that I'm an F1 (Nyoom)

Put down their weights on my air force

Waste MCs get back where you left from (See ya)

So far back you get laughed at

It's like watching a terrible sitcom

Have a break son, have a KitKat

We MCs like munching a Bourbon

Who's on the mic? It's Texas

I'm eating you all up for breakfast (Morning!)

The style we got is infectious

I'm fitting together like Tetris (Beep boop beep boop beep)

Frontline braby shake it down. (Hey hey hey hey)

We represent for the underground

Appleface starts running out

Light the fuse. Tick tick tick pow!

Honestly got off it properly droppin' the sickest of rhymes you heard

The quickedest wickedest lyricist ever

To spit on the mic, true words (Right?)

So give me the rhythm no give me

The bigin I'm killin' the vibe for days

We get in the zone I'm lettin' them

Know we're chuckin' the mic and spray like

Stop that watch this

Keepin' it dark like gothic

So I drop shit, got piff

Pure organic, no toxic

Cop man's flow got me dropped down low

We proper got that bro, It's a knockout shot, bop

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed enough to make you damn fly

Cause a landslide when we touch the damn mic

Yeah it's jammed tight get your fuckin' hands high

I'm the damn guy, I'm the damn guy

Got lemon and cheese and packets of weed

Enough to make you damn fly. (Fly, fly, fly...)