Knock Your Block Off - JME, Giggs

Lewi B

Man don’t need no reason to spit

Man never knew I had a season ticket

Mandem are movin' wicked, wicked

Handle my music, easy, rip it

And all my moves you see are legit

Banging my tune in a GTA whip

Plannin' to do some TDA shit, what?

Spin man in the booth, Superman quick

Man better move like Ludacris hit

Gangster approved, yeah you shouldn’t spit

Fam not a clue, you’re a new to this shit

Gang on PUBG lootin' a bit

Pan man too, yeah, boom and you’re lit

Run out the blue with a Boost, take a sip, what?

You get slapped on screen like parking ticket

Attack the beat, leave scars in the bit

Why’s Wiley in a Arsenal kit?

Fam, my G, go ask him innit?

Man’s thirsty, yeah parched likkle bit

Back that please, yeah, sip it, sip it

Bang this beat like flippin' Cillit, what?

Don’t give a damn about a MOBO award or a BRIT

Blam like AstroJordz with the clip

Man don’t show my remorse for a prick

Chattin' about all this sauce that you drip

Fam your time is tickin', tickin'

Mandem are fake like vegan chicken

Can’t catch us man slippin', slippin', what?

Trust me, don’t try take a photo sneaky, ya prick

I’ll make a bozo delete the pic

Snatch that phone like Yeezy, innit?

No passcode so I’m keepin' your shit

Make man go home wheezin' a bit

Boy Better Know

, get widdit, widdit

Best not snitch like Quidditch, Quidditch, what?

Nothings in your man bag, yeah, stop reachin' for it

Jam fam, there’s no need for the lip

Badman here, squash beef and I dip

Man that’s air, I might leave in a bit

Santander, drop Ps on the whip

All man hears is «chi-ching, chi-ching»

Next day yeah, mans whippin', whipping, what?

[Chorus: Giggs &

Jme

Drop bodies, watch that stopwatch (Yes)

Hot steppin', hot step, hopscotch

Fuck all the «what's hot, what’s not» (All that)

Drop one and knock those socks off (Drop one)

Drop one and knock those socks off

(Serious)

Drop one and knock those blocks off

Drop one and knock those socks off

(Serious)

Drop one and knock those blocks off

Man ain’t got comfy, man ain’t complacent

I’m back in the racin', back out the basement

Fed up with jokers, run out of patience

Yeah, you sell out the mandem, man, run out the bacon

You sell out the mandem, sell out Jamaican

Yeah, sell out the black man, sell out the nation

Me, I sell out the stage show, smack, bang, it’s vacation

Just whip up the work now, what?

Rang out the basin (jheeze)

Dun-dun-dun, give man the business

Yeah, give man the business, weed, cig, bring out the rizlas

Yeah, man had the garnet silk 12 inches, ring out the sizzlers (vintage)

If man got the old school Giggsy mixes, bring out the gigglers

Yeah, man I was Batman out 'ere, Jokers, bring out the Riddlers

Don’t wanna hear no violence, so it’s ring out the fiddlers

Shout out the bros them, big up the sisters

Shout out the grafters, big up the drifters

Pick up the biscuit, bap-bap-bap-bap, lift up the pistol

Hop in the bus, said «floor it, driver, quick, up to Bristol»

Yeah, look at the crystal ball is ballin', big up the crystal

Light up your weed and drink and smoke 'cause live-ups a ritual

Duh-duh-duh, we get the picture

Your shit is more like Disney, Dreamworks, kick up the Pixar

Jme and Giggs had to fix up the game, so big up the fixture

Fuck all the mix-up, just whip up the mixture