[Verse 1: Devlin]
It's the white boy from Daga, stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
Tell an MC he'll get bunned then shattered, you might wanna gather your data
It's the Riddler, I kid you not, with Scratch the Mad Hatter
Somewhere in the manor with the boys getting langered
When you're on a good vibe nothing really matters
I'll dance on my ones, let 'em think that I'm crackers
You fakers, really just haven't got the Jacobs
Can't be yourself with your wrap-round faces
Wasters, put 'em through hell when I take 'em
Into my little realm, where I make up shit in my head
To make an MC shit in his bed
Me and Scratch on a riddim, you're dead
Two pale-faced lyrical men that get love in the criminal ends
[Chorus: Devlin]
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
MCs get bunned then shatter
You might wanna gather your data
Yo Scratch
[Verse 2: Scratchy]
Name two white boys that are sicker, dickhead, I beg to differ
I might sound black but I'm not a white wigger
Me and Devs on the same track, it's a winner (Oi)
I think of bars when I'm out on the piss-up (Oi)
Or when I'm on the shitter, I wipe my arse with that Skrilla
Always sharp, Edward Scissor, you're a clown, but you're no killer
I'll set fire to your chinchilla
At your next booking without you looking scratch the Ripper
Kill an MC quicker, I'm on the run like my name's McVicar
On the trumpet, where's the stripper
Where's the crumpet, where's the liquor
I ain't here to get lemon, that's bitter
[Chorus: Devlin]
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
MCs get bunned then shatter
You might wanna gather your data
That's fact
[Verse 3: Devlin]
Back from the crypt to feed you collabs like this, get greedy, I'll feed you a fist
My blood runs deep in this shit, tape cassettes of Roll Deep on Rinse (On Rinse)
Inspirin' this young gun firin' to raise every element inside my grip
Great timing, struck by lightning, the game complied then my name got big
You know what it was, you know what it is, takin' the liberty, takin' the piss
Jack got frost when we both rode in, cats look lost when the dogs roll in
Wilehouse to 'nam, what side of the city had bars since I was a kid?
Don't know? Then you'll find out soon when we play this tune inside; that's sick
[Chorus: Devlin]
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
MCs get bunned then shatter
You might wanna gather your data
That's fact
[Verse 4: Devlin]
It's Devlin from Dogga, where every little kid is another little robber
Everyone's on the same bloody flex, why go to work when you can be a shotter?
Old school my man's vexed when I follow and I rep me and mine with honour
Keep your girl close 'cause I'll be on her by the end of the night in bed I'll be on her
I'll be on her, I'll be on her by the end of the night in bed I'll be on her
Cheap date, chicken doner, end of the night in bed I'll be on her
I'll be on her, I'll be on her by the end of the night in bed I'll be on her
Cheap date, chicken doner, end of the night in bed I'll be on her