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letra de north / south - mango x mathman

[intro]
for them north dubs, south dubs, remember they used to doubt us?
(mathman)

[verse 1 – mango]
look, give a f-ck ’bout the ratings
i work it, your hating
still making the same thing your waiting
for the spot like i’m taking (no)
no time for the fake friends (nah)
two times behind the fake grin
got no time for your snaking
wanna celebrate my creations
look, i got the dance floor shaking (yeah)
got them w-nkers shaking (yeah)
big man on the estate until
i pull up and ask them “what’s shaking”?
dunno what you’ve taken
(you) must’ve been mistaken
do i look the type, to give two sh-tes
about a bunch of mangy wastemen? nah!
thinking your mad, thinking your wicked and bad
sick of these chaps talking that cl!cky clack
it kicks off there and they’re swinging the slaps (nah)
there ringing there ma’s, sh-tting their khaks
b-tching at m-ss [?] thinking it’s gas
i lived that but never did it for laughs or pics on the ‘gram
brag about how many b-tches i had or sh-t with some bars [?]
i’m on a different path, you earned that rep so live with man
i’m sipping the ‘gnac, kick back, just script to the track
we don’t get smashed
got my name on the corner kid, now i’m finished with that

[chorus]
for them north dubs, south dubs, remember they would doubt us?
for them north dubs, south dubs, now they know all about us
for them westies, townies, got winners all around me
for them westies, townies, now they should f-cking crown me
for them north dubs, south dubs, remember they would doubt us?
for them north dubs, south dubs, now they know all about us
for them westies, townies, got winners all around me
for them westies, townies, now they should f-cking crown me

[verse 2 – dania]
they say i’m not black ’cause i don’t say fam
don’t say innit, don’t say cam [?]
but i don’t care ’cause my flows too dank
and if i was green i’d be straight from the ‘dam
what? straight from the ‘dam
dania! that’s who i am
so don’t get fresh ’cause you always get likes
on your [?] pictures on instagram, now, woah!
let me flip this up, lyrically fly when i see some stuck [?] (skrrt)
how can a chef with no ingredients cook?
if i’m peter pan then they’re captain hook
woah. just seen you look
what are the questions you wanted to ask for the research needed for your recent book
woah, for your recent book, now
what’s happening? my name’s dania
now i’ve got too many bars [?]
when i was young boy, everyone knew this
the symptoms then had them clueless
there’s just too much rapping, too much rapping, too much rapping
hate that statement “too much rapping”!
no such thing as too much rapping
if your good and you know you can then
why not start to begin with stat stacking?
lyrical jabbing, lyrical cracking
look at the amount of heat that i’m packing
lyrically for dublin city i’m backing
if you wanna trail along then start dragging
(yeah boy)

- mango x mathman

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