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Worldwide x 8, yeah /

VERSE 1 (DL)
Check it, The Funky D is back again I see,
yo TY how you treat the mic?
(TY) I crack the M.I.C, we make the whole world bounce, believable threats,
the flex is unbelievable like inconceivable sex,
concave or convex, clear like Perspex,
Chubby Kid in the specs, making moves like executive people,
some say I must affect this planet,
I’m the street, the people reach out and I’m still very manic,
(DL) still very manic is my steelo cos mics get trashed
with the deadliest of venoms and my style’s first class,
beats hot, rhymes sicker than what more can say?
I never trade with my grade I slay anywhere I lay,
(TY) anywhere I lay my hat is my home,
used to hold my corner now I rock zones,
treat my orchestra like crew,
Mahavishnu Royal Albert Philharmonic,
back stage let me on it to…

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Worldwide and I know we just dropping it, I see you clocking it so keep watching it, worldwide and you know we’re just dropping it,
you thinking small time, I’m thinking opposite,
I said we worldwide players and world entertainers so we worldwide famous spending worldwide paper so we worldwide, I said we worldwide


VERSE 2 (TY)
I bring to performing, make you wake up every morning,
screaming Hallelu, quit your job, fly straight to Malibu,
saying how do you do? Nice to meet you and you and you,
that is exactly the effect that we can have on you
(DL) and we can have no clue about your secret weapons
but we still come first, it aint cool to come second,
we the sure shots who sure rock so when our doors knock,
we treat it special like the gold stored in Fort Knox,
fat like Pork Chops, homie you can call cops,
the game is all props but this is where it all stops,
I walk the streets with my headphones and old bops
and hope to get to live as long as my old Pops,
I’m going straight to the top right?
So does it matter if I got a girl or if I live the single life?
(TY) The single life living giving cameo’s to Candy,
she’s strange, channel change now she’s feeling Randy Crawford
on the street living, skies with no ribbons,
it's awkward like Yasha in a very cherry orchard,
we all should dare to dream, its your birthright,
am I losing you? (No, no) take your first right, second left;
end up on Apricot, jamming with the band, why not? We make it hot

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VERSE 3 (DL) I done did it, me and TY back with it,
sounds ill when we spit it every thirty-five minutes
D will write a hot lyric make your joint world famous,
and do it everyday like worldwide entertainers,
(TY) we are worldwide entertainers if the floor cracks don’t blame us,
pedigree is the same as any MC that’s famous (worldwide)
plus I got my own brand of vogue,
Calculate the dotted crochet cos we all said so,
(DL) and cos we all said so we get straight on the beat
cos beats is like my juice and mics is what I eat,
(TY) I eat Watchi and Shito with my Ghanaian crew,
with my Nigerian crew I like Egusi in my stew,
with my English crew, chicken and chips will do
but with my West Indian crew,
(DL) we love a Guinness Punch brew,
(TY) girls are dodging us cos we love rub on erogenous zones are mobbing us cos the crowd ripper is obviously here,
(DL) yo we here sounding,
(TY) fresh, running square trying to be the best,
(DL) can they do it yo?
(TY) No! Ahh, why try and be the best? You can only be yourself, who can be better than you at being you? True or false? True or false, true or false? Yeah man

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