Stand up tall
Man won't fall
Stand up tall
Man won't fall
They used to call me Dappa don, a lyrical automaton
Spittin' over breaks n' bass with more fans than Comic Con
I got it on, even though I did it fast like Ramadan
Never clap gats or side with snakes like Otacon
What you on? Where you from?
I never let my knees quake
I'm static on a GU ting like cheesecake
For Pete's sake, do you think I'm stopping can you see straight?
Please wait, I'll bring the fucking beef just like a meat steak
Stand up, rise up, best get out your seat now
Fists in the air and stand up tall
Left hook, right hook, give it to 'em hard
Bring the fire, gotta let them know a man won't fall
Don't stop, let the fire in your heart set 'em ablaze
And you'll never let your guard down, stand up tall
Left foot, right foot, really get your backs up
Stomp down hard you know a man won't fall
27 tonnes dropping bombs like a Decepticon
But if I was a transformer then I'd be fucking Megatron
With megatonnes, fallout, hold on while I crawl out my hole out to wipe 'em all out
I'm going deep, balls out
Sharp like a shank, like the blade of a scimitar
Big dank, bad boy, lyrical distributor
Hit harder than a collision, the type that is vehicular
The seminar I'm giving shows you'll never beat my repertoire
Blessed or cursed, I'm gonna see you as the worst, not best
When pressed I'll come and fucking murk you in my first breath
Flames burn and then there's no soul, just dirt left
Step into my circle and you will get bench pressed
Like the finest zoot I flip 'em up and then I twist them
It's a fallacy to try and infiltrate my complex system
Stop bitching, you victim, I show them all who's sick then
Spitting lyrics since a man was spitting paper through a Bic pen
Stand up, rise up, best get out your seat now
Fists in the air and stand up tall
Left hook, right hook, give it to 'em hard
Bring the fire, gotta let them know a man won't fall
Don't stop, let the fire in your heart set 'em ablaze
And you'll never let your guard down, stand up tall
Left foot, right foot, really get your backs up
Stomp down hard you know a man won't fall
Don't try underhand me
These fuckboys just don't understand me
Step on the scene, it's bound to get nasty
Cut off of your family tree like Bambi
I'm fat like Randy
I ain't no TPB but I'm handy
If I hit a show with the Gassed Up man
Yeah we lock it all of stampede like Jumanji