Not Many Remix Lyrics by Scribe

Not Many Remix Lyrics

    [Intro: Savage]
    Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood
    Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood, ah!
    [Adlibs] It's the remix! yeah, uh, yeah, c'mon...ah, savage

    [1st Verse: Savage]
    I'm hearin' you still talking that shit but none of your actions here are speakin' to me
    I'm talkin' it, walkin' it, my stompin' style will stop your movement'
    Hold up who's this? (aarrah!) Still leavin' you with cuts and bruises
    So cut the bullshit before I rrrrock your face with a pool stick
    Dirty, Dawnraid and Frontline, P-Money, Scribe, Savage and Con Psy
    Everybody is feelin' that shit, I'm out your speakers like Ill Semantics
    On stage for the crowd reaction, Everyone just bounce your asses
    Keep it movin', uh-huh, New Zealand music
    South Auckland raise your arms!!
    Let me see you throw it up!!
    And I will always represent my crew decep-deceptikonz! What!!

    [Chorus: Scribe]
    How many dudes you know roll like this?
    How many dudes you know flow like this?
    Not many, if any
    Not many, if any
    How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
    Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody...
    [Savage ad libs] cha-hoo, yeah, yeah, c'mon, Savage!...aaaarrock a show like this! I don't know anybody

    [2nd Verse: Con Psy]
    You know who this is, act right
    It's the kid comin' up that's flow is untapped
    Wrote enough drafts, know enough raps, off the head skill that'll crush cats
    But it's hard to spit without comin' off arrogant
    And y'all insist on droppin' comparisons
    And y'all who sit, mouths runnin' and chatterin'
    Get off my dick, you're so fuckin' embarrassing
    Y'all don't want no part of this, upon this ish
    I serve the ill like a pharmacist, I'm on to this
    I've been broke like promises
    so if you get me started kid you're gonna see the consequence and y'all
    Don't want that
    'Cos I stay on, gimme you're words to play on
    and I'ma make your writtens look thick like you lost your pen and wrote it in crayon
    But yo, y'all should play the back like scenery
    I'm dope, the writings on the wall like graffiti
    So, y'all can't even hold your own
    You get a manicure if you're goin' toe to toe
    Suppose you know, that I treat tracks like kicks 'cos I'm clean when I lace mine
    I break minds, If I put a watch in a bum bag that's the only scene where I waste time
    Let's go

    [Chorus: Scribe]
    How many dudes you know roll like this?
    How many dudes you know flow like this?
    Not many, if any
    Not many, if any
    How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
    Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody
    [Con Psy ad libs] Frontline remix, Con psy up in it, come on, let's go

    How many dudes you know roll like this?
    How many dudes you know flow like this?
    Not many, if any
    Not many, if any
    How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
    Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody...
    [Scribe ad libs] Congratulations, you made it. Welcome to the reeee-miiiiix!

    [3rd Verse: Scribe]
    Scribe's here so give it up [applause]
    I never put the mic down when I pick it up
    I rip it up so dope this year, everybody want a hit of us
    But y'all need to breathe because you're hiccin' up (hic)
    We refuse to leave you can't get rid of us
    Yo, they think I'm drugs because I come in the club
    and I be dancin' by myself like I don't give a fuck, what-what?
    Scribe on the mic I write an elegant flow
    Even drop adagio for the lyrically slow
    Not hypothetically, physically lettin' you know
    I got my rhyme packed tight and we're ready to go
    Made some mistakes in the past, that was yesterday
    Today I'm on my way to a better way
    Forever bringing together what you separate
    So whether, you like it or not I'ma elevate
    You know this rhyme is me takin' time to celebrate
    Relax and take a breath y'all [breathing]
    I'm here to stay and not goin' away
    And can I get a 'yes yall'? yes-yes y'all!!
    [ad libs] ooh-ooooh!
    Theres...check it out
    No...check it out
    One...check it out (ain't noone like me!)
    Like me

    [Chorus: Scribe]
    How many dudes you know roll like this?
    How many dudes you know flow like this?
    Not many, if any
    Not many, if any
    How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
    Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody
    How many dudes you know roll like this?
    How many dudes you know flow like this?
    Not many, if any
    Not many, if any
    How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?

    [Outro: Savage]
    [ad libs] check it out...check it out
    Can you please give it up for Savage!
    It's all good, thank you! it's all good when you come to my hood
    Can you please give it up for Savage!
    It's all good, Yeah!
    Thank you!
    Very much!
    Peace!


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