Scribe

Not many (the remix)

Scribe


*featuring Savage of Deceptikonz & Con Psy of Frontline

[Intro: Savage]
Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood 
Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood, ah! 
[Adlibs] It's the remix! yeah, uh, yeah, c'mon...ah, savage 

[1st Verse: Savage]
I'm hearin' you still talking that shit but none of your actions here are speakin' to me 
I'm talkin' it, walkin' it, my stompin' style will stop your movement' 
Hold up who's this? (aarrah!) Still leavin' you with cuts and bruises 
So cut the bullshit before I rrrrock your face with a pool stick 
Dirty, Dawnraid and Frontline, P-Money, Scribe, Savage and Con Psy 
Everybody is feelin' that shit, I'm out your speakers like Ill Semantics 
On stage for the crowd reaction, Everyone just bounce your asses 
Keep it movin', uh-huh, New Zealand music 
South Auckland raise your arms!! 
Let me see you throw it up!! 
And I will always represent my crew decep-deceptikonz! What!! 

[Chorus: Scribe]
How many dudes you know roll like this? 
How many dudes you know flow like this? 
Not many, if any 
Not many, if any 
How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? 
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody... 
[Savage ad libs] cha-hoo, yeah, yeah, c'mon, Savage!...
aaaarrock a show like this! I don't know anybody 

[2nd Verse: Con Psy]
You know who this is, act right 
It's the kid comin' up that's flow is untapped 
Wrote enough drafts, know enough raps, off the head skill that'll crush cats 
But it's hard to spit without comin' off arrogant 
And y'all insist on droppin' comparisons 
And y'all who sit, mouths runnin' and chatterin' 
Get off my dick, you're so fuckin' embarrassing 
Y'all don't want no part of this, upon this ish 
I serve the ill like a pharmacist, I'm on to this 
I've been broke like promises 
so if you get me started kid you're gonna see the consequence and y'all 
Don't want that 
'Cos I stay on, gimme you're words to play on 
and I'ma make your writtens look thick like you lost your pen and wrote it in crayon 
But yo, y'all should play the back like scenery 
I'm dope, the writings on the wall like graffiti 
So, y'all can't even hold your own 
You get a manicure if you're goin' toe to toe 
Suppose you know, that I treat tracks like kicks 'cos I'm clean when I lace mine 
I break minds, If I put a watch in a bum bag that's the only scene where I waste time 
Let's go 

[Chorus: Scribe]
How many dudes you know roll like this? 
How many dudes you know flow like this? 
Not many, if any 
Not many, if any 
How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? 
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody 
[Con Psy ad libs] Frontline remix, Con psy up in it, come on, let's go 

How many dudes you know roll like this? 
How many dudes you know flow like this? 
Not many, if any 
Not many, if any 
How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? 
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody... 
[Scribe ad libs] Congratulations, you made it. Welcome to the reeee-miiiiix! 

[3rd Verse: Scribe]
Scribe's here so give it up [applause] 
I never put the mic down when I pick it up 
I rip it up so dope this year, everybody want a hit of us 
But y'all need to breathe because you're hiccin' up (hic)
We refuse to leave you can't get rid of us 
Yo, they think I'm drugs because I come in the club 
and I be dancin' by myself like I don't give a fuck, what-what? 
Scribe on the mic I write an elegant flow 
Even drop adagio for the lyrically slow 
Not hypothetically, physically lettin' you know 
I got my rhyme packed tight and we're ready to go 
Made some mistakes in the past, that was yesterday 
Today I'm on my way to a better way 
Forever bringing together what you separate 
So whether, you like it or not I'ma elevate 
You know this rhyme is me takin' time to celebrate 
Relax and take a breath y'all [breathing] 
I'm here to stay and not goin' away 
And can I get a 'yes yall'? yes-yes y'all!! 
[ad libs] ooh-ooooh! 
Theres...check it out 
No...check it out 
One...check it out (ain't noone like me!)
Like me 

[Chorus: Scribe]
How many dudes you know roll like this? 
How many dudes you know flow like this? 
Not many, if any 
Not many, if any 
How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? 
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody 
How many dudes you know roll like this? 
How many dudes you know flow like this? 
Not many, if any 
Not many, if any 
How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? 

[Outro: Savage]
[ad libs] check it out...check it out 
Can you please give it up for Savage! 
It's all good, thank you! it's all good when you come to my hood 
Can you please give it up for Savage! 
It's all good, Yeah! 
Thank you! 
Very much! 
Peace!