Jme T.R.O.N song lyrics

I'm still making this P, pissing in the mainstream

So you better boil it twice, before you make your tea

CAS is dead, R.I.P

You might know him as C from T

Spill our blood for the scene, but the scene couldn't give a shit about me

But I still love these beats

Love's blind as a B-A-T

The day I finally win an award, I'll probably be 80

Still think about my G

Willsa, Charlie

Dunknow, if he was about right now, we'd be on GTA V

Trust me, still ain't smoking these trees

You man are rolling up cheese

I roll up in my Beem, smelling fresh like Febreze

Watch out for the sleaze

These bitches wanna striptease

And then try take mans' Ps

That's what you call Ts & Cs

Man ain't done the MD

Cocaine or no Es

But it's always love, and that's just me

They say death comes in threes, I'll murder you, the lyrics and the beat

Nothing like you've heard or seen

Ya know what I mean?

Bloody hell it's been a while init?

A year later, we're back with the remix

Jme, let 'em have it mate

I'm still going on nang

Avoiding the boydem van

I could never be pranged

Get a fly kick like Liu Kang

Still laughing at you man, hassling chicks that don't wanna bang

She's not on the beat, she's off-beat, if she was a DJ, she'll clang

Stop trying to use slang, you're definitely dang

If I walk past where you hang, you'd silence your phone in case it rang

Your bredrins might be wham, but as loyal as a pop fan

Now one of you's sitting in the can, tryn'a find out who sang

Don't try call me J, like say you have known me from day

Nah, don't say my name in vain

Like Dracula's fang

I've found the Yin to my Yang, and I put a ring to her hand

If you violate the programme, golf clubs will get swang

Everybody works in my gang, no one tags along to get brang

If I find myself in a jam, they will do whatever they can

Man's sticking to the same plan, 'til Adenuga's a name brand

Nothing like you've heard or seen

Ya know what I mean?

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