作词 : Ocean Wisdom

作曲 : Dirty dike

See me I'm walking, why cause i don't run fam

Make a film about me find a proper ****ing stuntman

I'm captain wiz and I'm actually shoving dirt in a dustpan

And blowing it back in faces of wastemen who try and brush man

I get a wheel in the club on the microphone

They didn't know I handle bars, it's a minor though

They offered me some gear but I'm over tired

All this talkin make a bredda wanna cycle home, yo

I flabbergast that bredda my stamina can be coming in handy

Flipping the script, I'm doing a what

I'm telling a story, doing a plan B

How the **** on earth did we become so angry

Couple years ago, man was just reading the dandy

So how'd I go from reading the beano to beating up emos

Swimming in speedos to swinging in chinos

Mimicking heroes to zeros

From Zoro to Tarantinos, we're living like wierdos

I guess the level of violence increases as the fear grows, but

Just can't spit on beats, I'mma spit acapella

Don't think I won't rap a fella

Smack that nigga make an aki swell up, leave him black and yellow

I ain't talking Wiz Khalifa, this wiz kidda the beater, you a rancid dweller

Got the dank piff in my cellar, I'm the dank piff seller

Thing is smelling way too much so wrap that in some cella

Celebrate ca man wan tell a mate about this massive fella

On the beat, and on the tune there ain't no aki better fassies fed up

Yo, in my raps, there's unlimited lyrics and syllables

Hitting my pinnacle isn't a miracle it's kinda literal

Feeling a feeling that's minimal

Physical feeling it's more of a spiritual

Healing a visual audible justification of lyrically winning

That's why I be spitting again, and again and again

Gripping the tip of the pen, hitting a spliff of the lem

They lyrically stepping to me and I be lyrically stepping to them

Yeah they levelling up but I'm levelling better than them

Tell it to lesser men wizzy be stressing 'em

Never addressing 'em, never ever again, never ever again

Watch me, clock me, knock me but don't stop me

I got flocks that watched and got knocked knee properly

I got props from lots of chops it's often got me

Gassed as a mother****er lost and cocky, what G

You can't tell me that i don't win

Ca on the beat I'm like a granddad I go in

Unique bredda yeah I got my own thing

You neek, you're not unique with gold rings

I'm a young brother with a lot of heart

Been at it from the start, I can tell you're gonna chart

But how you gonna hold a man when older man ain't half as smart

Trying to control a man like Zola can in Upton Park

I'm holding more knowledge than a folder can

I'm focused and you know I love my art

Ain't no more holding grams For Ocean man

Notice that I know my plan

Teedot told me Ropa Dope's a joke you need to go for man

So Ocean goes for man, I owe you fam

Owe you dat, came in the game with a whole new act

Invading the brain with a whole new rap

Blatantly stating that your whole crew's wack

I had to do that, had to man up

If you ain't got the balls to copy then bad luck

You ain't got the balls to copy you fat ****

You ain't got the balls to copy I'm that much, I got

Exquisite ability mimicking vividest imagery lyrically stinging a killer bee

Killing the similes willyly nillily, wanna be chillin with Fiddy and Diddy

And Cudi the Kidy listening to Biggie

Buming a ciggy with Dizzy and Weezy

Sucking a titty like giggiddy giggiddy, my ability can't mimic me

Flow, buggsy, bigadibobadi

Gota be properly on it to stop a G

Copping the hottest of property, not a monopoly

Actual life, ain't no topping me, stopping and floppin is comedy

Honestly quality optical oddities, not in an oddessy

Tell a man straight you've been warned, no wallaby

Ca man ain't feelin the court, don't follow G's

People we need to abort this policy horriblly

Course discographies making me feel like I'mm waring constantly

Applaud and follow me

But I ain't even trying to be that type of guy

Ain't trying to be that type of breh

Ain't tryng toa lead that type of life you know

I ain't even trying to meet myself a wife

Ain't trying to meet myself a dame

I'm trying to keep myself alright, you know

I feel the sudden rush of heat when I'm on stage

I don't compete with none you pagans

Cause it's peak to **** with wastemen

My flow is sweet I know the streets they love to taste it

But im feelin undertakerish, putting niggas in graves and shit

Ask True Fizz, us man are runnin shit

But the truth is, these man are runnin quick

But if the shoe fits, wear it, and it fits me

I'm runnin oh so quickly, so stick me

On the top of the roster where Big be

Big beats got me feeling like twigs in a sandwich I stick to the wrap

No giving it back

I'm flipping a packet of cigs, ripping the cig down the mids

Sprinkling cig on my riz, sprinkling piff on the cig on the riz

Sprinkling cig on the piff on the cig on the riz

Twist it an get it lit, nigga what