New Banger Lyrics - Made In The Manor - Kano

Shubs, shubs, shubs, shubs 

Shubs, skank, skank, skank 

Skanker, new banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

New, new 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manor 

Where we raved on the top of the Princess Alice 

Whine gyal to jungle but not no ballad 

If a some of man's jeans looking MC Hammered 

Nah its not that he's just holding a hammer 

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Well, police wanna pull me over in my car 

Check my licence and plates 

They ask me how much it cost 

Get the fuck out my face 

When man queue up for Jordans from 7 

Shottas stack P till ashmans get em 

All-white parties, but ain't no tennis 

My yardie dances, not in till ten-ish, way up 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manor 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manor 

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So ask around town, let's ask around town 

They know about me, I'm mostly about 

Might see the AMG in C-town 

Might see Smithy, Woz, the old gang 

You know the ends I'm talking about 

Where man drop out of school but somehow 

All of your pals are pharmacists now 

Shotting that white girl from No Doubt 

Flow of the year two times in a row 

Done the debating, I am the G.O.A.T 

Wheel and come again, get it right for the quotes 

Done did the bacon, I am the G.O.A.T 

And that's that East London MC 

I'm born in streets slumbered with these 

So rich these one-off 16s 

Duppy these beats, trumpets indeed 

The ruler's back 

The ruler's back 

The ruler's back 

The ruler's back with a 

+ New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manor 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manorNew banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manor 

Where we raved on the top of the Princess Alice 

Whine gyal to jungle but not no ballad 

If a some of man's jeans looking MC Hammered 

Nah its not that he's just holding a hammerNew banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manor 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

New banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manorNew banger, new banger 

Kano's got a new banger 

And no, not China and not Taiwan 

Kano was made in the bloodclart manor 

Where we raved on the top of the Princess Alice 

Whine gyal to jungle but not no ballad 

If a some of man's jeans looking MC Hammered 

Nah its not that he's just holding a hammer 

Listen, look, so mum went school with all of the gangsters 

They know Mel but they call her Cassius 

And them man still run shit from mansions 

And wear robes and Adidas campus 

Yeah, I grew up with the towners 

Stolen Ralph shit was standard 

Old TV from the catalogue scammers 

They robbed banks but they still had manners 

They showed us what bangers and mash is 

We showed them what dumpling and yam is 

Build sound-systems in houses 

Before garage one-finger skankers 

And you wonder why we're so anti 

Don't make Billboard, we make bangers 

It's not grime if there ain't no ad-libs 

BRAP! That's my ad-lib 

First blacks in the canning town flats 

Walking to school was an everyday scrap 

They called our mothers coons, now Mummy's in my coupe riding shotgun 

Of course that fucker's all black 

No tints in the front, let the manor see that 

Wind down windows like I'm me that 

Might go catch, grab a likkle sea bass 

That MIDI keyboard made a likkle P, man, thanks 

I grew up on jungle 

Karl Tuff Enuff and D Double 

When I was watching Zippy and Bungle 

Was getting Supercat from my uncles 

House partying to dancehall riddims 

It's my DNA, I can't part with it 

Before I knew the whole alphabet 

I knew Zungguzungguguzungguzeng 

90 now, long 

Been doing this from '90 now, long 

Eskimo Dance, used to roll out 19 man strong 

And drop a new banger, new banger 

So if this ain't that shit to gas up Britain 

Forgive me, for I am a sinner 

Middle finger to mass-appealers 

Casket fillers, the fashion killers 

And from the classroom of free school dinners 

Were space invaders and wagon wheelers 

Rudeboys roll in 320 bimmers 

Shottas stack P till ABs get em 

All respect due to garage niggas 

All respect due to Shab and Skibba 

And all hail the king Jackson 

But our Quincy was Wiley, our Michael was Dylan 

Train to Roman, Rhythm Division 

Our mums had afros and combs to pick em 

I'm Melrose's son, I should've been a Richard's