Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Once bitten
Wounds licking
Pain's written
Verse spitting
Heads splitting
Seems fitting
Chest forward in the race touch ribbons
Top ape amongst the gibbons chest beating
More than alive
Man's living
Two parts black one part British innit
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Gob's off my father spit
Sharp like that Naija wit
Eat the jollof and split
Gather the bobs and bits shoulders got oven cooked chips
Broad noses and big lips, mate
I only came for the tomato stew
Once bitten wounds licking pain's written verse spitting part English part Pidgin like
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Aabi you see
Wahlie ta-lie
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be me
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be me
Sabi you see yourself sabi you see yourself sabi you see
Sabi you see yourself aabi you see yourself
Yourself yourself
Yourself yourself
Yourself yourself
wahlie ta-lie
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be us
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be us
Heads splitting
Seems fitting
Chest forward in the race touch ribbons
Top ape amongst the gibbons more than alive
Mouths big, hair's low cut
Flows lean back take a load off
Old street smileys but no love
Get handled with no gloves
Figure's skinny, hair a mess
Sting in my foot from the stress
But man's still standing, so man must be blessed
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Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Once bitten
Wounds licking
Pain's written
Verse spitting
Heads splitting
Seems fitting
Chest forward in the race touch ribbons
Top ape amongst the gibbons chest beating
More than alive
Man's living
Two parts black one part British innit
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Gob's off my father spit
Sharp like that Naija wit
Eat the jollof and split
Gather the bobs and bits shoulders got oven cooked chips
Broad noses and big lips, mate
I only came for the tomato stew
Once bitten wounds licking pain's written verse spitting part English part Pidgin like
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Aabi you see
Wahlie ta-lie
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be me
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be me
Sabi you see yourself sabi you see yourself sabi you see
Sabi you see yourself aabi you see yourself
Yourself yourself
Yourself yourself
Yourself yourself
wahlie ta-lie
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be us
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be us
Heads splitting
Seems fitting
Chest forward in the race touch ribbons
Top ape amongst the gibbons more than alive
Mouths big, hair's low cut
Flows lean back take a load off
Old street smileys but no love
Get handled with no gloves
Figure's skinny, hair a mess
Sting in my foot from the stress
But man's still standing, so man must be blessed
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Once bitten
Wounds licking
Pain's written
Verse spitting
Heads splitting
Seems fitting
Chest forward in the race touch ribbons
Top ape amongst the gibbons chest beating
More than alive
Man's living
Two parts black one part British innit
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Well, old deck hand, when you git on top
I'm gonna hear it line, I wanna get across
Gob's off my father spit
Sharp like that Naija wit
Eat the jollof and split
Gather the bobs and bits shoulders got oven cooked chips
Broad noses and big lips, mate
I only came for the tomato stew
Once bitten wounds licking pain's written verse spitting part English part Pidgin like
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Sabi you see
Aabi you see
Wahlie ta-lie
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be me
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be me
Sabi you see yourself sabi you see yourself sabi you see
Sabi you see yourself aabi you see yourself
Yourself yourself
Yourself yourself
Yourself yourself
wahlie ta-lie
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be us
Dis no be me and you dis no be and you
Dis no be us
Heads splitting
Seems fitting
Chest forward in the race touch ribbons
Top ape amongst the gibbons more than alive
Mouths big, hair's low cut
Flows lean back take a load off
Old street smileys but no love
Get handled with no gloves
Figure's skinny, hair a mess
Sting in my foot from the stress
But man's still standing, so man must be blessed
Writer: David Gledhill, Joshua Idehen
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC