(1) A rocksteady band from Jap… Read Full Bio ↴Many artists go by the name of Frisco
(1) A rocksteady band from Japan including horns and pedal steel. http://friscosound.org/
(2) Deshane Cornwall, better known by his stage name Frisco is Based in North London and a member of the Boy Better Know collective and CEO of the Sky Trax imprint. Frisco is also affiliated with Alwayz Recording.
Frisco garnered attention after what can only be decribed as a legendary battle with Grime heavyweight Wiley in Ayia Napa, Cyprus.
Frisco gained further recognition for his appearance in the “Private Caller” video in 2005, alongside fellow North London Grime MC’s JME, Cookie, President T, Scorcher, Cel 22, Dimples, Danny B and Skepta, who also produced the song.
In his 2006 return after an 18 month hiatus, Frisco released his first mixtape; (thus pioneering the practice of doing so in the Grime scene) titled “Back 2 Da Lab Volume 1″, which was a great underground success and was followed by Volume 2 which like Volume 1 was very well recieved. In the same year Frisco also battled ‘Scorcher’ of the collective ‘The Movement’ which stemmed from the Boy Better Know vs Movement conflict. The feud ended with both MC’s, as part of their respective crews working together on numerous songs together.
Years that followeded saw Frisco continue to release great mixtapes in the form of "Back 2 Da Lab Volume 3 and Volume 4, EP's such as "Have That EP" and the "Tear Drops EP" and his debut album "Fully Grown". Frisco's sound has taken him accross the globe having performed in countries such as Cyprus, Crete, Spain, Netherlands, Jamaica, Paris just to name a few. 2012 saw Frisco embark on his first solo UK tour alongside fellow Boy Better Know patriot Jammer.
After taking a short creative break, March 2014 saw Big Fris return with the critically acclaimed EP 'British Nights' which many regard as his best release thus far.
Frisco recently launched his own clothing line called "SKYY" which can be purchased from his website bigfris.com
We Don't Believe You
Frisco Lyrics
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Oi, oi we don't believe you fam
No one believes you cuz
It's Big Fris (yeah man) skepta
Back 2 Da Lab Volume One (Yo cuz)
And all the long talking's done oi rudeboy
Yeah, yeah when I MC I spit fact not fiction
So if the bar sounds like it's for you
That's because you fit in
The wasteman description
I can walk on foot from
Shanktown to Black Boy Lane
Everybody says safe man
I'm not a top mash I ain't blazed man
But I'm a skeng daddy for them wasteman
So keep bussing your sly little jokes
You must think that I ain't onto the madness
Sorry mum pardon my language
But this guy needs to eat
One pussyclart gunshot sandwich
Done a MC quick
Can't compare their crew to my clique
When I make a tune it's totally sick
How can I clash this up
And coming piece of shit
You think you're the best I'm better
You're just a qualified MC bredder
Your flows are stolen
That's why mine are fresher, word for word
Letter by letter
T H E S, E M C S, chat a lot of BS
Oh yeah PS
He said that he'll spray anybody in the face
While you and I know he's talking about CS
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy
And you can't fuck with the team
Nah blud kill a guy with a sixteen
'Nuff big bars plenty in my team
'Cah there's bare showerman MC in my team
So sekkle down you ain't got
Nuttin' on my team
Think you're bad say something on my team
Look you'll get something in your beam
Never once seen your face in N15
So cool off, I pop the tool off
Take the jewel off your neck
And laugh in your face
You don't wanna see me get dark in the place
I'm with man that will make
Shots bark in the place
Man better cool, better calm in the place
Diss me and you won't go far in the race
Frisco's a fully grown man
You're just a likkle waste
I will box MCs in the face
Man better cool, better calm, better chill
I don't wanna slap an MC in the face
But you will get a back hander in your grill
I'm a big boy you're a likkle man still
So allow all the tough talk, that's not you
My man's a bad boy, that's not true
Don't fool me, not one bit we ain't amused
Stop chatting to the boys in blue
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Oi rudeboy
The song "We Don't Believe You" by Frisco is a confrontational track in which the rapper calls out someone who he believes is not genuine and is trying to portray themselves as something they're not. Frisco establishes his credibility as an MC by stating that he only speaks the truth and doesn't engage in fictional storytelling. He dismisses anyone who tries to fit into the category of "wasteman," describing them as individuals who talk a lot but lack substance.
Frisco asserts his dominance in the scene by highlighting his experiences and the respect he receives from others. He criticizes those who make sly jokes and belittles them by implying they need a "gunshot sandwich," essentially suggesting that they need to be put in their place. Frisco's confidence shines through as he declares himself the better MC, accusing his opponent of stealing flows and presenting his own lyrics as fresher and more authentic.
The chorus, "Oi rudeboy, stop talking, we don't believe you, stop talking," emphasizes Frisco's frustration with the individual he is addressing. He demands that they cease their insincerity and false claims, as their words hold no weight. Frisco concludes the song by mocking the person's association with the police, suggesting that they are not to be trusted or taken seriously.
Overall, "We Don't Believe You" serves as a powerful statement from Frisco, challenging those who try to deceive and acquiring his rightful place as a respected and authentic MC.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, yeah when I MC I spit fact not fiction
I speak the truth when I rap, no made-up stories
Kill off any wasteman no restriction
I destroy any weak rapper without holding back
So if the bar sounds like it's for you, That's because you fit in
The wasteman description
If you feel like my lyrics are about you, it's because you are a worthless rapper
I can walk on foot from Shanktown to Black Boy Lane
Everybody says safe man
I can freely walk through different areas and people show me respect
I'm not a top mash I ain't blazed man
But I'm a skeng daddy for them wasteman
I may not have the highest reputation or be famous, but I still intimidate those weak rappers
So keep bussing your sly little jokes
You must think that I ain't onto the madness
Keep making your sneaky jokes, but don't underestimate my awareness of your foolishness
Sorry mum pardon my language
But this guy needs to eat
One pussyclart gunshot sandwich
Apologies for my profanity, but this guy deserves to be humiliated and shot
Done a MC quick
Can't compare their crew to my clique
I finished off an MC quickly, their crew doesn't stand a chance against mine
When I make a tune it's totally sick
How can I clash this up
And coming piece of shit
My songs are amazing, how can I even compete with this terrible up-and-coming rapper
You think you're the best I'm better
You're just a qualified MC bredder
You believe you're the best, but I'm superior. You're just a mediocre MC
Your flows are stolen
That's why mine are fresher, word for word
Letter by letter
Your raps are copied, that's why mine are more original and innovative, down to every word and letter
T H E S, E M C S, chat a lot of BS
Oh yeah PS
He said that he'll spray anybody in the face
While you and I know he's talking about CS
These MCS talk a lot of nonsense. Oh, by the way, he claims he'll spray someone in the face, but we both know he's referring to CS gas
And you can't fuck with the team
Nah blud kill a guy with a sixteen
You can't compete with our group, my rhymes can destroy anyone
'Nuff big bars plenty in my team
'Cah there's bare showerman MC in my team
We have plenty of impressive and skilled rappers in our team
So sekkle down you ain't got
Nuttin' on my team
Calm down, you have nothing compared to what my team possesses
Think you're bad say something on my team
Look you'll get something in your beam
If you think you're tough, try saying something to one of my team members, and you'll receive a violent response
Never once seen your face in N15
So cool off, I pop the tool off
I've never seen you in the neighborhood, so calm down. I can easily use my weapon against you
Take the jewel off your neck
And laugh in your face
I'll steal your valuable necklace and mock you
You don't wanna see me get dark in the place
I'm with man that will make
Shots bark in the place
You don't want to witness my violent behavior. I have friends who will shoot and cause chaos
Man better cool, better calm in the place
Diss me and you won't go far in the race
Everyone should stay calm and not provoke any conflicts. If you disrespect me, you won't succeed
Frisco's a fully grown man
You're just a likkle waste
I'm mature and respectable, while you are just a small, insignificant person
I will box MCs in the face
Man better cool, better calm, better chill
I will physically fight and defeat other rappers. Everyone should chill and avoid confrontation
I don't wanna slap an MC in the face
But you will get a back hander in your grill
I don't want to physically harm a rapper, but I will give you a strong blow to the face
I'm a big boy you're a likkle man still
So allow all the tough talk, that's not you
I'm an adult, while you're still immature. Stop pretending to be tough because it's not genuine
My man's a bad boy, that's not true
Don't fool me, not one bit we ain't amused
You claim to be a tough person, but I know it's not true. Your lies don't entertain or fool me
Stop chatting to the boys in blue
Stop talking to the police and trying to act like you have a good relationship with them
Oi rudeboy, stop talking we
Don't believe you, stop talking
Hey, disrespectful person, stop talking because we don't trust or believe anything you say
Oi rudeboy
Hey, disrespectful person
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: CHRIS REED, DESHANE FRANCIS CORNWALL, JOSEPH JUNIOR ADENUGA
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
ly
Everytime I search an old tune its always Danny C on the upload. What a legend long live DannyCgrimetime channel 👏
ly
@Madbrad200 that's sad man we need these channels. Artists cba uploading and finding their own old music (most of em anyway) we need it somewhere!
Madbrad200
rip grimehistorian & grimelibrarian :( trim dmca's killed them
Sunny Dhanoya
Still banging this in 2020
MazzaManRob
Skepta kills it, sik 1!
Randi Behrends
Thank you for this. 💛
Kuda Charidza
Still a shellers years later
orrow4
big tune from bk in the day!!!!
ReloadFM Jyzerr
ya see man sent for griminal yet again on the camera still, new ting. being on here again just gave really good idea 4 my next show so yh watch out for it
God's Mystery
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