Big Mic Man [Fire Bun]

Bun that with the fire Bun that with the fire Bun that with the fire It's the new styley from the flow farda Bun that with the fire Bun that with the fire Bun that with the fire New styley from the flow farda Ayo, I am the big Flowdan Otherwise known as Mr Sandman Fill dem inna quicksand Put them in a trash can Pon microphone stand, some boy get prang Fire pon your whole crew, blaze up your gang Lyrical gangster, lyrical dan man My style isn't a counteraction But who bust the place with the big mic man? Me bring me style with my transit van It's the wickedest ting when me gun platinum None of dem boy dere couldn't Ever counteract this one This is the champion in action Flowdan in action, draw pump action Straight from the gutter with the thug wisdom Who's on the riddim? I'm a big mic man Like dance who? Dance what? Dance haffi ram This one dutty, not no niceness This one mucky, not no niceness This one aggy, not no niceness But who's gonna live this place in a mess? This one dutty, not no niceness This one mucky, not no niceness This one aggy, not no niceness But I'm gonna live this place in a mess Big who? Big what? Big mic man Drive who? Drive what? Transit van Dance who? Dance what? Dance haffi ram Sex who? Sex what? Sex 'nuff gyal Break who? Break what? Break barriers War who? War what? We're warriors Weed who? Weed what? Weed smokers Money who? Money what? Money makers Then rah, mandem are real gangsters Ain't got no time for no likkle wankers Pranksters some bubblegum busters Who you gonna call? What, Ghostbusters? My mandem are some gun busters Start seeing my name on some big posters Moneyman ting, we ain't no jokers But who's on the riddim? We're the weed smokers Flowdan nuh chat fuckery Always got my back, the Roll Deep family And none of dem boy dere are Ever gonna be like me Bad pon riddim everyday but me The shotta that you couldn't really see Them man are swag pon riddim everyday You who? You what? You clash me No who? No what? No MC Has got the lyrical flow or weaponry To get the job done and done properly Too difficult, it just looks easy And it's not my fault you ain't got no styley So how many more wanna come side of me? How many more wanna be like me? How many more wanna chat fuckery? I'm the big mic man, that's definitely me This one dutty, not no niceness This one mucky, not no niceness This one aggy, not no niceness But who's gonna live this place in a mess? This one dutty, not no niceness This one mucky, not no niceness This one aggy, not no niceness But I'm gonna live this place in a mess I used to have a couple ladies Now I've got 'nuff ladies Have that like the Bradys Niggas wanna jack my gash, my Gs, my weed? Nigga, please sekkle and cease Or the trigger finger might squeeze Aim for your face and knees Mek a boy run like teeth Got himself in too deep But now he can't rest, can't sleep Never know when I'm gonna creep I use my Shaolin technique And box your bloodcleet Man ah move like a vigilante, silently Very lowkey so they really can't hear, see me Ain't got no moves like me Ain't got no boot like me Ain't got no suit like me Ain't got no loot like me Dem bwoy can't see me This one dutty, not no niceness This one mucky, not no niceness This one aggy, not no niceness But who's gonna live this place in a mess? This one dutty, not no niceness This one mucky, not no niceness This one aggy, not no niceness But I'm gonna live this place in a mess Bun that with the fire Bun that with the fire Bun that with the fire The new styley from the flow farda