[Intro: Hitman Hyper]
Yeah! Yeah!
[Verse 1: Hitman Hyper]
Yo, yo, you're not from my way
Step in the manor and you will get spray
From a MAC-10 or Uzi or AK
Clap! One, two, three breh
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine breh
Any breh step in my way, they'll pay
Open 'em up, feel no way
Guts on the floor all on display
Missing in action, that's what you'll be
Family appealing on TV
Who did it? I did it, it was me
Sick in the head and I'm real offkey
H.Y.P.E.R. MC
N.A.S.T.Y., Nasty
That's my crew, alongside me
Too aggy for any city
[Verse 2: Lightnin]
It's Lights, what?
You can't fuck with Lights, what?
'Cause I'll knock your lights out
And I'll make you wear tights out on road, what?
It's Lights, what?
You can't fuck with Lights, what?
'Cause I'll knock your lights out
And I'll make you wear tights out on road
Yo, your wifey said I'm a handsome fellow
Lights, never the first to say hello
When I've got choong gash there, Black, yellow
Fly boy and I fly solo, you know
Man are old school like Hammer Time
You can't touch this, I'm gone, I'm gone, you know
Chat shit, I'll rip out your bone marrow
I wanna stay in the ends and make Ps like [Mano?]
[Verse 3: Hitman Hyper & Lightnin]
Back down (Calm down)
Back down (Just calm down)
Back down (Just calm down)
(Otherwise you will get palm down)
Back down (Just calm, calm)
Back down (Just calm down)
Back down (Just calm down)
(Otherwise you will get palm, palm)
[Verse 4: Hitman Hyper]
In East London, man cock back
North London man cock back
South London man cock back
West London man cock back
The surrounding counties, they cock back
All over Europe, they cock back
The yankee man dem just cock back
Mind your head don't get popped back
[Verse 5: Lightnin]
You don't wanna hype with Lightnin and Hyper
Both Alexes, you can't manage this
Haffi come [?] stat
I'll pull the strap, not fooling, prat
I'll leave your neck twisted like plaits
Like chaps, nah, Lights writes facts
I'm a G, I'm a G, I'm a G
Been spitting since 2-double-0-3
[Verse 6: Hitman Hyper]
Hitman Hyper, the silverback of the game
And I say that without any shame
Alongside Lightnin, lyrically, I'm too frightening
Bar-for-bar, I'm exciting
I've got fire in my chest, and I won't rest
'Til you call me one of the best
In the North, East, South and West
I'm well-respected and I keep it blessed
[Verse 7: Lightnin]
Oi, oi, none of my n****s are mucking
CPT, we're on the gun bussing
Yeah, to youngers, beef is a [?]
But when the real leng man come out, you man are all ducking
Spit clearer, man, you're clanging
From East to South, I've got the clubs banging
MySpace.com forward slash Lights
Check out the profile, [?]
What you saying, fam? What you saying? What you saying?
Me and Hyper on the mic, what you saying?
Plaistow man, where you at? What you saying?
Stratford man, where you at? What you saying?
Hackney man, where you at? What you saying?
South London, where you at? What you saying?
North London, where you at? What you saying?
West London, where you at? What you saying?
[Verse 8: Hitman Hyper]
You and your man dem are prang
Straps hanging round my waist like an orangutan
Bang! You don't want lead in your face
Bang! You don't want your head turned to paste
Man are badman, roll through any manor
With a black bandana, ski mask and a hammer
Send hot lead for your chest and head
Squeeze and burst, another man dead
I'm a wedge man, punch your skull out your head, man
I'll leave you a red man
Bang! Now you're a dead man
From the .38 spesh in my left hand
Chamber spin to your chest and
Yeah, you should have wore a vest, man
Hot lead'll push back the rest, and
Hyper will leave you a mess, man