[{"id":11750048,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":211.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 211000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":13410127,"name":"Stepped In (Feat. Dizzee Rascal)","trackName":"Stepped In (Feat. Dizzee Rascal)","artistName":"LD","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":211.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In (Feat. Dizzee Rascal)\n  artist: LD\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 211000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031251,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":213.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 213000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031257,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 209000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031260,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":215.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 215000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031265,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":216.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031252,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":212.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 212000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031256,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":214.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 214000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031254,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031262,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":206.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031250,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":211.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 211000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031253,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":208.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":35031258,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD, Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":207.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD, Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 207000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":13177574,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD feat. Rascal, Dizzee","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":211.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD feat. Rascal, Dizzee\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 211000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"},{"id":12662179,"name":"Stepped In","trackName":"Stepped In","artistName":"LD feat. Dizzee Rascal","albumName":"The Masked One","duration":211.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"LD]\nStill Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\nL, shows was a mazza\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\n\nI stepped in on some gang ting\nAll my drillers in the background\nLD talks real facts\nYou can go and check my background\nOld school I used to phone bro\nLike Yo M, bring the Mac round\nStill up to that same crud\nBut we're having talks about racks now\nEveryone's from the hood\nBut the difference is we get money here\nAnd you know we got big waps\nEnemies ain't coming here (no way)\nAnd you know I'm on that stain shit\nSee a crop, and I'll run in there\nSound it off for the sake of it\nSounding like we brought a drum in there\nI bang bang, for my hood\nStill the same motherfucker\nThat will get you bang-banged out your boogs\nThe industry gon' respect me\nI'm a badman and they should\nAward shows with the blickies on us\nThey know we're here but don't look\nOn the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\nOn the motes with Asap\nMaking sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\nMy main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\nIn love with this war stuff\nI know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\nThat 6-gang's still drilling\nDo it like 44, grab him, dip him\nExcellent fishing\nRoll up with smoke, spark and blow\nCome like we're billing (Spark dat)\nEither way man's winning\nEating well in this music ting\nAnd this rap game's so filling\n\nComfy\nCome on man\nStill gang anywhere\nI'll cut anywhere man\nYoung boy with links to the OG's\nYou know man\n\nRaskit\nIt's live-o, yeah\nShellings\nI know a couple drillers and felons\nThey talk like I fell off the face of the earth\nAnd they sound so hurt\nI just bought a couple more dwellings\nWho are these bellends, and what are they selling?\nWho are they telling?\nI'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\nYeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\nWhy are these breddas so feminine?\nMind the direction you're heading in\nI'm so ahead of the game\nI'm offended you would even mention me\nIn the same breath as these any-men\nAny attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\nAnd raise up my adrenaline\nHow many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\nAnd then turn around and say\n\"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\nI don't wanna truce\nThe truth is, I'm way too loose\nAnd if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\nMake no excuses, I'm too exclusive\nIt's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\nAll of these bookey Judas moves\nJust proves that they're all bloody losers\nI'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\nI'm so ruthless\nLord of the manor, no home improvement\nRaised in the manor\nManaman like me made the biggest movements\nForget the rumours\nI school the students\nTake trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\nLose your illusions and bemusements\nYou're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\nKeep jumping to conclusions\nFool\n\nWoi-oi\nL, Raskit\nLet me charge up for them\nYa' know\nHmm\nSixty\nAll-a dat, all-a dat\nAye\n\nStill P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\nNew wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\nMasked up like he's LD\nPussy boy you don't know me\nAnd you ain't with the 6-Gang\nYou ain't shot shit, you a phoney\nCome a long way from selling benz's\nNow we might just tour the world\nYou see gang pullin' up in Benzes\nYoung boy in the back\nCoolin' with the long one like it's fencing\nDem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\nDon't @ me, come check me\nEither way, they respect me\nGot shh touched, and shh touched\nAnd I just sipped on my Tetley\nYou see what happens when you vex me\nOverseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\nThink we're calm cause we're\noverseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\nAnd I ain't playin' either man\nThis for real\nYou know, L\nCome on\nThe masked one\nSixty\nAll-a dat","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stepped In\n  artist: LD feat. Dizzee Rascal\n  album: The Masked One\n  duration_ms: 211000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  LD]\n  Still Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang on them you know\n  L, shows was a mazza\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n\n  I stepped in on some gang ting\n  All my drillers in the background\n  LD talks real facts\n  You can go and check my background\n  Old school I used to phone bro\n  Like Yo M, bring the Mac round\n  Still up to that same crud\n  But we're having talks about racks now\n  Everyone's from the hood\n  But the difference is we get money here\n  And you know we got big waps\n  Enemies ain't coming here (no way)\n  And you know I'm on that stain shit\n  See a crop, and I'll run in there\n  Sound it off for the sake of it\n  Sounding like we brought a drum in there\n  I bang bang, for my hood\n  Still the same motherfucker\n  That will get you bang-banged out your boogs\n  The industry gon' respect me\n  I'm a badman and they should\n  Award shows with the blickies on us\n  They know we're here but don't look\n  On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando\n  On the motes with Asap\n  Making sweeter drinks than mango (that's bro)\n  My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though\n  In love with this war stuff\n  I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know\n  That 6-gang's still drilling\n  Do it like 44, grab him, dip him\n  Excellent fishing\n  Roll up with smoke, spark and blow\n  Come like we're billing (Spark dat)\n  Either way man's winning\n  Eating well in this music ting\n  And this rap game's so filling\n\n  Comfy\n  Come on man\n  Still gang anywhere\n  I'll cut anywhere man\n  Young boy with links to the OG's\n  You know man\n\n  Raskit\n  It's live-o, yeah\n  Shellings\n  I know a couple drillers and felons\n  They talk like I fell off the face of the earth\n  And they sound so hurt\n  I just bought a couple more dwellings\n  Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?\n  Who are they telling?\n  I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling\n  Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin\n  Why are these breddas so feminine?\n  Mind the direction you're heading in\n  I'm so ahead of the game\n  I'm offended you would even mention me\n  In the same breath as these any-men\n  Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot\n  And raise up my adrenaline\n  How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?\n  And then turn around and say\n  \"Dylan I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?\"\n  I don't wanna truce\n  The truth is, I'm way too loose\n  And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth\n  Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive\n  It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless\n  All of these bookey Judas moves\n  Just proves that they're all bloody losers\n  I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness\n  I'm so ruthless\n  Lord of the manor, no home improvement\n  Raised in the manor\n  Manaman like me made the biggest movements\n  Forget the rumours\n  I school the students\n  Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda for the amusement\n  Lose your illusions and bemusements\n  You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who\n  Keep jumping to conclusions\n  Fool\n\n  Woi-oi\n  L, Raskit\n  Let me charge up for them\n  Ya' know\n  Hmm\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat, all-a dat\n  Aye\n\n  Still P-C-D anytime of day for anyone of my brodies\n  New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy\n  Masked up like he's LD\n  Pussy boy you don't know me\n  And you ain't with the 6-Gang\n  You ain't shot shit, you a phoney\n  Come a long way from selling benz's\n  Now we might just tour the world\n  You see gang pullin' up in Benzes\n  Young boy in the back\n  Coolin' with the long one like it's fencing\n  Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses\n  Don't @ me, come check me\n  Either way, they respect me\n  Got shh touched, and shh touched\n  And I just sipped on my Tetley\n  You see what happens when you vex me\n  Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me\n  Think we're calm cause we're\n  overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski\n\n  And I ain't playin' either man\n  This for real\n  You know, L\n  Come on\n  The masked one\n  Sixty\n  All-a dat\n"}]