Jme Boogiedown Bass

(Boogiedown bass)

My lyrics are fresh like Wrigley’s

Believe it or not like Ripley’s

Boys on road still wanna chiv me

I don’t care though, dance with me

We’re dancing, see

And I make this music simply

People get vexed cause they’re too complex

Put their track on the decks and

No-no-no people stay seated

Main objective is defeated

You played in the same club we did

When we played, they stampeded

Objective completed

Cause we get the dance all heated

I’ve done four mixtapes, look me in the face

And tell me that I have cheated

Yo, after my performance

Everybody comes round in a swarm and

They’re all patting me down like they’re doormen

Congratulating and applauding

Bare questions like I’m an informant

And I’m trying not to come across boring

They are all up in the mix cause they think that I’m rich

And MC for the P but –

Nope-nope-nope’s for the love of the music

These ain’t diamonds, they’re cubics

I love the music biz to bits

And I figured it out like my Rubik’s

Trust me, it’s simple to do this

On your album, you need two hits

They’re marketing tools for artists to use

And that’s the way you will sell units

I’m Jme, mic controller

I no longer walk with a folder

I graduated, I got my education

And I’m prepared for my life when I’m older

Can you smell that odour?

That’s the stinking lyrics that I’ll show ya

I don’t care if you’ve got a revolver

Have I got a strap?

Nope-nope-nope, trust me, I’m not a gun holder

I just roll with the big boy soldier

If you’ve got a little beef so you’ve got a little heat

You need to get that dirt off your shoulder

Cause it gets colder

Living the life of a clip loader

Trust me, bruv, don’t let your life

End up