Ting Dun Feat. Method Man

[Verse 1: Ocean Wisdom] Dun dun dun dun Diggity dun dun The bigger the breda the harder the hitter The harder the punch thump The fact of the matter I'm bigger and badder I couldn't be unsung I beg all these rappers invest in an atlas You’re still in your mum’s drum Dun dun dun dippin' out of that Dun likkle man ting I can't be riskin all of that shit If I'm on a mission tryna be the king That's kinda dumb Done diggin in a rut Tryna see if something shinier than what I'm diggin' with Disciplinin' an then I vision it Bigger fish they wanna mirror it I'm not a copycat But the classmates wan' copy man I had to camouflage a lickle bit I felt a lickle violated if I'm honest And a nigga lookin' at me in the wrong way Is going one way I'm on a runway I'm on a plane now I'm going somewhere They wanna level with me That's some day I'm on big big big business Ca with the pen and pad they couldn't mirror dis Them man are lickle man Dem mans some lickle fish I'm kinda oceanic Did you get my drift? There on a dip dip dip do suttin On the high street in a new suttin Thats my wave i recoup what i've spent, I ain't really tryna lose nuttin I'm done Nothin' I'm dun [Chorus: Ocean Wisdom & Method Man] Ay you know what? The whole ting dun Ain't lying fam the whole ting dun Said the whole ting dun Dun dun dun dun diggity dun dun [Verse 2: Method Man] It's like, dun, dun dun Diggity dun dun Look at the thumb Look at the gun Look at ‘em run Back of the tracks, uh Back in the basement Back in the raps Back in the trap Packin' a mac in the back of the Ac' What happened to rap? Can happen to you I just happen to rap And this where it's happening at Where rapping is back I'm asking what happened to that? Too many flashin the vac(?) Two and they're flasher than racks Two in your back I'm doing ya two and a half cause ya'll wasn't doing the math This algorithm Just a fraction I'm so efficient While in addition I'm subtracting they whole division With precision Written by yours truly Who he? Old schooly Freshmen do not move me (Oo-wee) Nothing to prove When you ain't got nothin', nothin' to lose You fools, you will be nothin' but food Cause I ain't got nothin' to do Methods the dude The room is lit, I'm setting the mood Setting the rule Turn a vegan to a vegetable [Chorus: Ocean Wisdom & Method Man] Ay you know what? The whole ting dun Ain't lying fam the whole ting dun Said the whole ting dun Dun dun dun dun diggity dun dun [Verse 3: Ocean Wisdom] Ay, trappin' and rackin' up Stash in the attic or Shackles in Attica, asafa asafa Back of the track for them fattier rapper atttttattttatttaattaa Don’t interrupt man You nowhere near bad enough Tryna catch up wid us Na go der sa, ya hing now(?) Ménage à trois wid her With a quality camera Puffin' the annanas It’s mano-e-mano Ain’t nobody better Mi llamo the Swagga Don I got the energy enemy better be Readily ready for all of da badder man I, me and myself and I Look how I multiply Look at the rising tide Look at them try defy Clock em behind the eye In a rap attack I’ll wrap or tackle 'em Pick a pattern I will batter them Ineffective with your chatterin' Inefficient with your stamina In denial, they should pack it in Inappropriately natterin' Independently embarrassin' Introverted yet so arrogant It’s apparent you ain’t managin' It’s apparent you are stammerin' It’s apparent you are panickin' It’s apparent you are parrotin' It’s apparent you a pain I never saw such a mug in my life and I don’t wanna see you again The M and the E and the T and the H And the O and the D ain't the same So bring it to Wizzy or Meth on the track and we cookin'' the frame in the pave The ting dun [Chorus: Ocean Wisdom & Method Man] Ay you know what? The whole ting dun Ain't lying fam the whole ting dun Said the whole ting dun Dun dun dun dun diggity dun dun