[Verse 1]

Indirects are OK, I can hear that all day

Your squad saw me

And they didn't batter or bore me

Joke is I lacked all day

As for the blackball games?

I can blackball 20 man on 1 casual day

I ain't got a nickname, that's kid games

Don't cry when I call you by your actual name

Actually, actually

Niggas rap like they load up straps for me

But if I blow then you know I'm bringing Aks with me

Back home, you would be known as Mad Lily

And there's no Lukakus in man's city

Man make all the tunes bout catching me

But they see me and they take off their hats for me

If you're a real killer, don't chat to me

And you can't call me up-and-coming

Cos they already know I fucking run it

And everyone's tweeting me to pree this and that

Like I don't know who my son is

Keep on looking but I can't find him

I gave my number, I overdone it

Roman Road, E3 2RN

Pussy, go get your gun and bun it

And I got more to say, but when I'm done?

It's gonna be 4-0, not 3-1

From Bow, but I should've come from Stepney

Ask anybody, they'll say E1

If you ain't from the ends, you won't get that

And you ain't from the ends so don't bred that

After the last one, he should've took a step back

Man didn't kill me, he's gonna regret that

And I ain't with that girl, I'm a bastard

I just want everybody else's bitch

Turned up late for the fixture, I don't want pictures

Put down the selfie sticks

Ring my brother, dad, mum, sister, nan

But no one can tell me shit

Cause between me, Trubs and Sus, they can't fuck with us

That's one healthy clique

[Hook]

Scarier

[Verse 2]

Well known in all areas, I got the pavements talking

Cause they been suffering great misfortune

They just click the link to support him

But every rhyme that he makes is boring

I made the best album of 2016

And that's why I ain't been touring

I woke up like 8 this morning

Bet he won't show his face in August

Growing up my estate was poorest, but I respect it

Views ain't new, that's what Black & Red did

I run riot, tek life, mek kid

You had a 9-5, I had 10 bits

Fuck it, lemme Fair & Square him

How you gonna do a whole song comparing?

I done "Hotline", You done "Shut Up"

But, by "Hotline 3"? You aired it

Put their hands on me? I dare 'em

Got a new riddim that I'm gonna go clear with

Just watch what I'm going over there with

And if you got suttin to say?

Then 07944090410 your problem and air it

If it ain't that say that and declare it

No more indirects, don't wanna hear it

And all the people sitting on the fence

You ain't real, I tell you that 1,000,000%

The more they talk, I swear the sillier it gets..

Smart in a war in a minivan with petty

It ain't going in the tank, It's going over our heads

See, when I'm angry?

I just go in for the kill, no plan B

Nothing to lose, my loose screw's so handy

Can't "dang" me

And I've learned a lot, I've learned who to drop

Who to make amends with and who to rob

When's he gonna turn that computer off?

I was the guy before I done "Who's the Boss"

So all of the guys that you used to watch respect me

I'm who the loot is on

You're undefeated, I'm undefeated

So how comes you ain't moving on, huh?

[Hook]

Scarier

[Outro]

I don't wanna hear nothing after this, I swear down

I'm done