Big Tings Gwidarn

Lyrics

[Seanie T] Wah dem talk bout tings is running? Big tings affi gwan, bredren Mmm So we step, so we step In de wickedest crep Blessed are dem yout dem that walk wit dem style Seen? Blessed is all selecta weh play dem style All DJ weh mix dem style Yeaman [Verse] I've been running tings hot, kind of cool, call it tepid You can't skank till you step it Can I [?] Big tings fi gwan with no bone or no bet it You get me, you get it Some bad fi fiyah but dem maths dem don't get it Hopscotch ethics, Roots me done get it The Met is pathetic Start chat, and a pat pon my back Not just get it [?] poetic [Roots Manuva] Making frame on some next astral plain, getting stressed I be far from a City gent So far I be inner-city cruff On the regs I bust back-street moves Steady making shift like a dirt-poor hick I jump up on the stage but I won't grab my dick I get down though, giving thanks to the Creator Code name inflator[?], nice like Jamaica Step into the future, collator will be greater [Chorus] True we are the ganja blessed! Big tings fi gwan With the Roots and badman Big tings fi gwan True we are the ganja blessed! Big tings fi gwan With the Roots and badman Big tings fi gwan [Verse, Seanie T] Ch- ch- ch- Check out the method as we allocate the pain coming fi Lane[?] To Brick Lane to Petticoat Lane Up to Streatham High Road on the main Straight to Brixton Hill, baby, down to Acre Lane Cos Seanie is the name and microphone inna the game And yes I aim to send you all batty like a Bruce Wayne Cha! I'm like the [?] rush with enough crush to make a Slush Puppy hush Must be the original Dennis like Menace Got ya going back and forth like table tennis I got some open like a Grand Canyon That's why dem couldn't drop me like a bull inna one pen Cos dem one dem kyaan dem kick dem kyaan talk me again [???] Cos dem take me ribby sticky stick dem pon dem bong skin Cha! [Chorus] True we are the ganja blessed! Big tings fi gwan With the Roots and badman Big tings fi gwan True we are the ganja blessed! Big tings fi gwan With the Roots and badman Big tings fi gwan [Verse, Roots Manuva] The specialist grip mics, it's we that we resemble Reason being, me and my speech dem assemble Phonic bubonic, that sonic pulled off Cough For them he dares, be damned he or her It just don't matter, I'm true to the cause Diddy daddy who for them bust sexy jaws Simit gets mad while I scribble pon me pad Can't get no sleep while so beats on my mind Grand designs got my brain waves jagged Ragged to the bone, skills I hone daily now City sharks is poised in a circle Looking to convey these blessings? You best come with chequebooks fat, no less than five digits The days of the midget funds is days of old This mental load is crammed with plans for my Fams and peeps For ten nights I bleach I don't want to hear no blamming, just want to see the calm Rolling to the bank singing "big tings a gwan" [Chorus] True we are the ganja blessed! Big tings fi gwan With the Roots and badman Big tings fi gwan True we are the ganja blessed! Big tings fi gwan With the Roots and badman Big tings fi gwan [Seanie T] Yeh! Big tings Some big tings, seen? Specialist tings Just dat, only dat Lord have mercy!