Again & Again & Again

Again and again and again, we come to improve ya
 (Oh hear we, oh hear we!)
 Again and again and again, we bust a neat move Manuva
 (Lord!)
 A lot of people don't know about Smith
 How I came to the scene, and came to uplift!
 Eradicatory sanctions of righteousness
 Pentecostal son, coming from the hard left
 With every breathe and every noun
 We dare not stop burning Babylon down
 With every penny, every pound
 Reflective of the rebel heart and the rebel sound
 Dedication to dem life and dem causes
 I did dem tours and settled those scores now
 I'm back at the drawing board
 And I'm sketching out two plans with two crystal balls
 I see the future and the culture looks corroded
 Lose that chap, man. Better do this: just pause it
 I don't know where to show this
 So I'm about to bring that back
 Whether we chant, rap or sing that back
 It go
 Anytime we chant that ting, you know we rap that ting!
 We just might clap that ting!
 But we ain't on some boasting about
 We gotta make moves, no? slothing? about!
 He ain't got no clout, she ain't got no clout
 Still they wanna come here, come run up their mouth!
 They wanna know what Manuva's about:
 Check my catalogue, you'll see with no doubt!
 We don't sell out, but we sell a tune or two
 We can buy a wooden spoon or two!
 But the pain that break me is the pain that make me
 And the pain that take me is the pain that help me maintain
 Life ting in the frame you know
 We're straight kicking the bin - it go
 I don't know where the soul is
 So I'm about to bring that back
 Whether we chant, rap or sing that back
 It go
 Food? Well
 And clothes? Well
 His style? Well
 His skin? well
 His shoes? well
 Manuv's? And well
 Well, baby, yeah baby
 Oh yes, Roots Manuva, the talk of the town
 So watch all the people? sending come fi yuh the run?
 Fi anywhere we go, we have the man and control
 Roots Manuva is the star of the show
 You know-oh