[Verse 1: Jme]

Alright, everybody knows you're some goody-goody

That screwface and that Rocawear hoodie

Just ain't working, sorry bredrin

I'm Buzz Lightyear and you come like Woody

Now, look at my man bigging up his chest

Come like man's tryna grow some breasts

Stop that, before you get an arched back

I don't know who my man's trying to impress

From day one I said I was serious

But nobody took me serious

For them boy, I go to the raves

And I spit in the rave, then I spit in their face

For the disrespect, 'cause I am serious

Boy Better Know I'm serious!

Jmе don't take no shit

Boy that don't like Jme, listеn up 'cause

Joe tried to jack me, where is he?

Alex tried to bite me, where is he?

Jay wants to clash me, where is he?

Dominic dissed me, where is he?

Labels wanna sign me, where are they?

Pussyholes wanna rush me, where are they?

Crews wanna clash me, where are they?

Can't clash me, be serious

[Verse 2: Bossman]

You think you're dutty

Alright now Bossman's flow, that's mucky

I'm in dem talk-dem-talk 'bout Bucky

Stop write lyric like you wicked like Chucky

You better know that Bossman make duppy

Come 'cross me and survive that's lucky

You better know that Bossman make duppy

If you come 'cross me, survive, that's lucky

Dem can't walk the walk like me

Dem can't talk the talk like me

Bigger badder man Bossman Birdie

I see you but you can't see me

Dem can't walk the walk like me

Dem can't talk the talk like me

Bigger badder man Bossman Birdie

I see you but you can't see me

When the gash phone me more time me busy

Because me have nuff cat pon da Lizzy

Work don't bubble no it ain't fizzy

Nuh bother bait up my phone line for shizzy

Don't chat effry on my Lizzy

Nuh bother say score say skizzy

Done with the Ps rude boy it's pizzy

New lingua what we call him izzy

When the gash phone me more time me angry

Because I have problems with my family

Man shot work so my dad cyant stand me

At least man didn't grow to be no pansy

From you cyant walk the walk your names Bambi

Me Nuh deal with the war like Gandhi

Don't deal with the war like Gandhi

Cah with the trigger mans handy

[Verse 3: Big H]

When you see H, you know what's happening

When I come around, you've not got that thing

Can't get Big H shook with your Gatling

Look in your eyes, I can see that you're acting

Can't be that bad, when you look that thin

Some smiley faced guy with a gay grin

Spend all your spare time gazing

I'm cold but my lyrics dem are blazing

Gimme space, gimme room

Glock 19 spin your face round the room

It's real out here not a silly cartoon

Black hood, white tee my costume

Jump in my GT, zing zing zoom

See me on TV, real real soon

'Nuff MCs wanna copy my tune

Don't wanna see me blow? Too late, BOOM!

The Bally, come on fool let’s rally

Use my lyric try draw two gyally

Two two’s leave an MC in an alley

Big H, me nah dilly me nah Dally

Chat two lyric that impress they gyally

Put down the 45, draw for the Bally

Big 45 what the big manna carry

My names H not Harry