Skepta
My Choon (Autopsy Remix)
[Chorus]
Bare wasteman wanna my diss my tune
Same wasteman wanna spit on my tune
Wasteman bars can't fit on my tune
They try hard, but they still sound shit on my tune
Producers wanna bootleg my tune
Clash me and end up dead on my tune
Just a little reminder of my tune
There was gunshots at Sidewinder for my tune
[Verse 1]
What d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, you fool?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool
Think that you're hard but you're soft like wool
Lick a man in the jaw side with a stool
I'm a real bad man but I still look cool
White gold chain and an iced out jewel
But they couldn't jack me because I'm not Ja Rule
Nah rude boy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean?
[Chorus]
Bare wasteman wanna my diss my tune
Same wasteman wanna spit on my tune
Wasteman bars can't fit on my tune
They try hard, but they still sound shit on my tune
Producers wanna bootleg my tune
Clash me and end up dead on my tune
Just a little reminder of my tune
There was gunshots at Sidewinder for my tune