(Intro)

Behold the faith, of those who stand in my way

Bow for me, or die

(Verse 1: Emcee Aidos)

You better bow down

When you come to our town

Get rid of that frown

You don't wanna look like a clown

Only those who look fresh, no wearing that cloke

We'll leave you walking out, head down up in smoke

No room here for the woke

We'll make you look like a joke

People come round to purchase a pound

On the road you'll always hear that supersonic sound

Only fit girls here, no room for the curvy and round

Don't hitch yourself to that, make yourself legally bound

People get their fuel from 7-Eleven

Don't spend that money on my dog I tin fed it

Fuck these rappers saying that word sktit

I have that respect for the culture embedded

(Verse 2: Emcee Nazza)

Bow down is what I say when I roll into town

I come in with an ounce

And I plan to shoot up lack and take the crown

I don't care if you wanna clown around

But I'm here to bring that new sound

With these profound lyrics

I rip a hoe down

And get ready for a showdown

You can frown upon me

But you will be going down

I tell y'all I won't be slowing down

And I keep my pay rollin

I stay trollin

I say I'm going

I ain't froffin

I ain't cockin

But I'm already toppin ya cops

Nah fuck that, I'll be toppin them charts

(Outro)

Bow for me, or die