Yeah
Plan B
Epic Man riddim
[Chorus]
More money
More cash
More flow
More dough
Even more so
Even more cash for more dough
More tuck spit line tip lines
I can spit rhymes when I spit grime
Fuckin' glit, man
More kick more snare more claps
More bass more synths make it more fat
More power more bigger beast dem
More speed more BPM
More people kicking back with the jacks
On the crack with the jack looking back two seconds flat
More people letting go
If you feel my flow
Dont hold back
Let it show
From your head to ya
Yeah, from your head to ya toes
Move to the beat,
with ya feet,
start shaking ya bones
From your head to ya toes,
to the beat with ya feet
[Verse 1]
I wanna see, more people in the club getting twist more people spreading love when I spit,
I wanna see more people on the floor than there is,
more people at the door bein'frisked.
I wanna see less fights,
less knives,
less gats,
more skankin' on the floor and all that
more venues in the ends where it's at
more venues in the ends playin' rap
I wanna see
less boys, less minds, less cats
more girls, more women, more cash
more gally who know how to act
when everything they got on show lookin' fat
I wanna see
Yeah, you know when we've had enough
It's when we say "more"
Coz' we can never have enough
we'll always want
[Chorus]
More money
More cash
More flow
More dough
Even more so
Even more cash for more dough
More tuck spit line tip lines
I can spit rhymes when I spit grime
Fuckin' glitmants
More kick more snare more claps
More bass more synths make it more fat
More power more bigger beast dem
More speed more B P M
More people kicking back with the jacks
On the crack with the jack looking back two seconds flat
More people letting go
If you feel my flow
Dont hold back
Let it show
From your head to ya
From your head to ya toes
Move to the beat,
with ya feet,
start shaking ya bones
Yeah, from your head to ya toes,
to the beat with ya feet start shakin ya bones
[Verse 2]
Can't dance just do somethin' rhyme den
all girl dem
all mine, dem
can't dance just do somethin' rhyme den
all girl dem
all mine, dem
you can't dance, just do somethin' rhyme den
all girl dem
all mine, dem
fuck it, nobody wants to dance no more
too much murder on the dancing floor
cos' we can never have enough
we'll always want more
cos' we can never have enough
we'll always want more
and you know when we've had enough
It's when we say "MORE!"
cos' we can never have enough!
[Chorus]
More money
More cash
More flow
More dough
Even more so
Even more cash for more dough
More tuck spit line tip lines
I can spit rhymes when I spit grime
Fuckin' glitmants
More kick more snare more claps
More bass more synths make it more fat
More power more bigger beast dem
More speed more B P M
More people kicking back with the jacks
On the crack with the jack looking back two seconds flat
More people letting go
If you feel my flow
Dont hold back
Let it show
From your head to ya
Yeah, from your head to ya toes
Move to the beat,
with ya feet,
start shaking ya bones
Yeah, from your head to ya toes,
to the beat with ya feet
Yeah!
Plan B!
Epic Man...
