[Intro]

Yo, JDZ spitfire business

Jaykae, Invasion Alert, SHM

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[Verse 1]

Some real shit

Some real shit

No deal shit

Yea its got to the stage I don't feel shit

Yea, I remember those days were I'd steal shit

Or run around the ends with the steel shit

So don't get me wrong I might deal shit

'Cause I'm still out here on some chill shit

And 'nuff man want to talk about clips and straps

But a matter of fact they don't kill shit

You see last week, yeah my Auntie died

And up until then, blud, I've hardly cried

I've been too gassed up on a party vibe

Is this the right way, yo I can't decide

Yea it might be left, yea it might be right

Is he my bro or a snidy guy

Yeah I moved to the ends in 95'

And 2 double 0 7 I was writing rhymes

And then six years flew

And I've stayed relevant in those six years too

People keep saying 'yo, this years you'

And I tell them mandem thanks for trying, you ain't the man for grime

I'm the man for grime

And my nan was right, I'm a little bastard

I've been mad for time

I ain't scared of anyone that's alive

Think I'm big now? Wait 'till I maximize

Yo is Max alive?

Tell that wasteman pass the mic

And don't catch a hype

And don't throw jabs with a glass jaw fam you'll get smashed tonight

Trust, it's irrational, I wanna keep traveling like I'm shit at basketball

Next year mana' going international

Link Skepta when I hit the capital, yeah

You see 2013's been a big year (yeah yeah)

When you're in Man City don't play like Sinclair (yeah yeah)

I might pin a bitch down like Rick Flair (woo)

And don't worry about a ting 'cause the tings there, yeah the tings there

And I'm Rick flair, I'm the nature boy, I got paper boy

Yeah see this year it's been a big...

If you're a hater boy, I'll see you later boy

I'll see you later boy

Guys wanna hate but I ain't annoyed

It's cool if you wanna give your mate destroyed

2013 mana' made a noise

See it's 2013 mana' Rick Flaring

All eyes on me brudda quit staring

Down to get mine [?]

I'll slap a man down, I'll Rick Flair him

I'm Rick Flair, oh yeah

Praise the lord because I'm breathing

Do the wrong things for the right reason

It's hype season

Right now it's emotional

Each of my bars are quotable

Man I smoke until I don't feel sociable

You might get that work like you go to school

Blud, I put in that work like I hold a tool

How you gonna get that ball rolling unless you roll the ball

You're not road at all

The bigger you are you're known to fall

You must know the rules

If not let me show you the ropes

Been around 'ere I'm a winner round 'ere

I ain't got a clue how I lose a course

My insides full of liquor and buddah smoke

Fam, life's about how you devote your time to live wild and do your most

It ain't about to prove to the hoes you're a shotta' out here and you move those

You know why?

Say the wrong thing and you might get robbed

My mum asked me, yo will I get a job

I told her, mum, it's my job

She thinks that I'm lazy, I piss her right off

I coulda' went uni and got a degree, but you won't see me sitting in a (lecture)

Ima' stay here, keep doing my ting and fuck up the music and then a lil' extra

Now I got a brownin sucking on my dick just 'cause I got a lil' shoutout from Skepta

Now I got a white girl pissing me off 'cause I was in the ends and I didn't text her

Shut up bitch, leave me alone

Boss man ting like The Sopranos

Grey Goose, Henny and some Disaronno

Tell my man drop a bigger parcel

'Cause I can talk hard

Mate, can you?

You will get shook like spray cans do

And you can find me by St. Andrews

And now or later we can have straightener

Afterwards, we can even shake hands too

And Brum town I'm looking to break man through

0121 I hate Man-U

Invasion Alert's no wasteman crew

Fuck off