[Intro Sample]

Here, everything is regulated by machines

You'll find that things are very different here

[Chorus]

Round here, man ah get corn, it's not a fist fight ting

Fam, everyting dead when I see man

Take man out on a boat and left man dead in the sea, man

That pussyhole's still breathing? Hold more lead if you're He-Man

Round here, man ah get corn, man can't talk to the youngers

These youts chef cuh they're hungry

Man get left in the dirt for peanuts, less than a monkey

Man get served up quick, get wrapped, get left on the concrete

[Verse 1]

Corn, any MC in your circle

Man ah move dread like Murkle

Shellshock an MC quick, mek a soundboy hide like a turtle

Swerve all over the set, quick spin an MC like a whirlpool

Corn all over your set, yeah, bang, bang, kweff and all that stuff

I smell, I smell pussy, pussyhole, why do you act up?

Corn all over the DJ, corn all over the hype man

Corn all over the dancers, corn all over the mic man

[Chorus]

Round here, man ah get corn, it's not a fist fight ting

Fam, everyting dead when I see man

Take man out on a boat and left man dead in the sea, man

That pussyhole's still breathing? Hold more lead if you're He-Man

Round here, man ah get corn, man can't talk to the youngers

These youts chef cuh they're hungry

Man get left in the dirt for peanuts, less than a monkey

Man get served up quick, get wrapped, get left on the concrete

[Verse 2]

That's my darg and my kweffer

I get money with my hitter

I be opping, I be opping

I be shooting, they be dropping

Smoky, smoky, I ain't coughing

I get high like Mary Poppins

Bullets fly like Mary Poppins

Leaving a boy in a coffin

I ain't lacking, I ain't lacking

I be packing, I be packing

I be stacking, I be stacking

R2, R2, double tap him

Clappy, clappy, I be clapping

Sight a pagan, let him have it

Ain't no talking, I'mma bag him

Opp all on him like a savage

Corn, wap, wap, wap and I'm gone

Round here nuttin' ain't long

Round here, repertoire shit

Round here, everyone hits

Round here, gyal have got chat

Round here, man have got straps

Opp boy lack and get wapped

Top boy shit in these flats

Round here, man ah do Wraith

Lurky, nuttin' ain't safe

Buck, buck in a man's face

Open up a man's safe

Boom, boom in a man's face

Boydem shut a man's case

[Chorus]

Round here, man ah get corn, it's not a fist fight ting

Fam, everyting dead when I see man

Take man out on a boat and left man dead in the sea, man

That pussyhole's still breathing? Hold more lead if you're He-Man

Round here, man ah get corn, man can't talk to the youngers

These youts chef cuh they're hungry

Man get left in the dirt for peanuts, less than a monkey

Man get served up quick, get wrapped, get left on the concrete

[Verse 3]

That's my darg and my kweffer

I get money with my hitter

Niggas broke, niggas bitter

Bitch about it on their Twitter

They don't @ me with their chatter

I'll come at them with the @-er

Fully-loaded with the data

I'll leave claret on a matter

Splashy, splashy, I get splashing

Cashy, cashy, get the cash in

Wrap the bando where you're trapping

Tan a pagan, that's a wapping

Macaulay Culkin with the weapon

Gun jack man without the Tekken

Shooters kweffing, youts are cheffing

It's them London streets we're repping

[Outro]

Corn