[Verse 1: ?]

It's live

You don't wanna fuck with I

Because I'll turn your lights out-

I'll make you-

Aye, you know what? You know what?

You know what? You know what, though?

Bio, Bio, Bio, hold the music

They didn't wanna let me in innit

And you see what I fucking do to Sidewinder?

And they didn't wanna let me innit

What's going on Kane? [?]? Ghetts?

Are you mad? Shout out to the Manchester mandem

Birmingham

[Verse 2: Demon]

On my mother, check the figure

I'm the illest drug dealer

But when I make [?]

Make it sell over every other [?]

[?]

On my mother, check the figure

I'm the illest drug dealer

But when I make [?]

Make it sell over every other [?]

[?]

So, if you got as rebore, buss that

If you got a knife blud, buss that

If you got a MAC-10, buss that

Any strap, any strap

Look, if you got a rebore, buss that

If you got a knife blud, buss that

If you got a MAC-10, buss that

Any strap, any strap

Look, look

Like you don't wanna bring arms out

And you don't wanna bring no beef

And again you don't wanna bring arms out

Look, and you don't wanna bring no beef

[Verse 3: Demon & Kano]

And you ain't gonna think with your teflon

Brap, brap, brap, then Demon's long gone

I'll make you shit up your long John

I'm at your yard like ding-dong, beef on

Fresh out my ride from Hong Kong

You get no reception like Samsung

Look, let me tell you where you've gone wrong

I'll teach you how to [?]

[?]

Selector

[Verse 4: ?]

You got time to test with man

One, ten man, job's done

Whatever, you wanna bring out the guns?

Oi, Bio, you are fucked, you are fucked

Oi, Demon, oi Seac, let's go again

If you're from Luton say "aye, aye, aye"

If you're from Manchester say "aye, aye, aye"

If you're from Manchester say "aye, aye, aye"

If you're from Luton say "aye, aye, aye"

If you're from Merseyside side say "aye, aye, aye"

If you're from London say "aye, aye, aye"

Turn the guns around

One, ten, job's done

Whatever, you wanna bring out the guns?

Now [?]

You got time to test with man

One, ten man, job's done

Whatever, you wanna bring out the guns?

[Verse 5: Big Seac]

Yeah

They wanna talk like "yeah, yeah"

But really they're like "nah, nah"

Man's like "yeah, yeah"

But really they're like "nah, nah"

They wanna talk like "yeah, yeah"

But really they're like "nah, nah"

They wanna talk "yeah, yeah"

But really they're like "nah, nah"

[Verse 6: Ghetts]

Where was you when the beef kicked off?

The trigger happy niggas we're lettin the blitz off

Head would've got licked off

Take you with full clips, I'll take you pricks off

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9 milli metre its not soft

Oi, oi

Hahahahahaha

Hahaha

[Verse 7: Kano]

Yeah, yeah

Get more money, I spent for half a dough

Money, nothing less

Less is for Demon, [?] Ghetts

It's war, I score live on a set

And I got beams on my bike and a TEC

And I ain't a G, so I lie to police

But really, I've got a nine in my jeans

Ready to pop off

Whenever shit's ready to pop off

Firing at heads

Just like the movie, screw me

If you think that's what bad boys do

You've been watching that Bad Boy II

Ain't you, boo?

I'm nice with the pen

Like nigga in casino, writing your debt

It's my time on the set

Got the game on lock with no key

Yeah, I've been slewing off shots with no P

Dealer as low [?] crop with no weed

Niggas know Kane's on top

Stay on top

I've been [?] because I'm always on top

Double it because I do raves and double it

Niggas ain't greedy or they're all gonna trouble him

Oh but he ain't gonna double 'em

All of his breddrins are all old, look

[Verse 8: Kano]

I'm from the ends but just like if I how I made it

I'd still have more guns like Neo in Matrix

That's how we G-O

EA, it ain't no PS

We'll remove your goods like bailiffs

My clips will spray like CS

And we're aiming for head-eye

Pro, not semi, lined up to boy one bredder

But there's no G to get a red eye

Buss lead, I bite, I guess right, not phony

Yes, I fight like Jedi, I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi

No no one can hold me

I'm so on top then the sun fell over me

And I was taken over back in '03

Now, it's '05, now, I'm alright

Now, I hold nines

And roll with the ends

When it's beef I even [?]

If you got a rebore, buss that

Because I'm surviving it

I ain't like you, prick

Come back with my .9 and fire with it

And I ain't nice with it

I'm dying trying with it

New shit, I'm providing it

I do my ting and they're describing it

Ear's tight and don't even think of biting it

I'm Mike Tysoning it