[Verse]

They say I can't jump on the riddim laidback

So I lick 'em in the face with the wickedest track

Man round here move nuts with the lead

You can get your headtop filled with that

Can't break a branch off the Family Tree

You'll get slapped in the head with a stick by T

Don't think us man just MC

Still in the trap tryna rake in P

I will violate you if you violate me

It's an eye for an eye, we both won't see

Like say I didn't do postcode greaze

Get slapped up for the name of your street

Let something bang like the name of the beat

My old boy gets prang when I play with the heat

I'm a loose cannon, let it rain on the street

Fuck five-O, they ain't caging me

And I heard that man wanna take our style

Hear it, then recreate our style

Ever since MIK said "ergh"

Man's been copying us likewhile

Don't jump in if you're not FT

Bare MCs now wanna leave gaps

You never left out the first bar before

So don't do it now, you're a flipping cat

Ergh

See, did you just hear that?

I heard couple man try doing it different

But I clocked on and they're gonna get slapped

Never ever see me wifing a slag

Stunting in clothes I have to give back

(Oi, ACE, why didn't you finish that bar?)

I didn't have time, I was burying the strap

Ergh

I greased it down so it did not rust

All you do is grease down butt

I'll holler at brats for the cake and cust'

Keep thinking you're bad till your face gets buss

You can't make your heart hench

I'll stab you in there if you think you're rough

I'll smack you in the nose with the stick like cuff

Oi, listen up, look

When I touch mic, MCs get shook

I read your gang just like a story

I bet you thought I was gonna say book

That's why your place in the game got took

You make me sick, you dirty scroot

Your Air Force Ones, they've come from the market

They're from the leaning tower of boogz

Family Tree, that's a very big hook

Say that bar and fuck up the shoobs

(Oi, fam, what you looking at?)

You're looking at the dan gorgon, but I ain't Doogz

I was raised in the hood where there's nuttin' but crooks

Chain round where, fam? Would've got took

All of my mandem make bare dough

You could say that I roll with cooks

Ergh

Man wanna send insults at I

Man wanna direct sends at me

It ain't cool, cuzzy, I'll give man a chiefing

Don't smile up with me and grin teet'

If it's on, then it's on, buck me in the street

You can get clapped like 'hold some of these'

I'll come down to your booking in Brighton

Splash, you will get thrown in the sea

I will never have it off any MC

I've been raised up round real roadman

In the Blue, that's the home of the muckiest Gs

Blue Battlefield, that's a tough CD

Right now, I'm on a tune made by Splurt D

Anybody wanna come violate me

Get slapped with a stick from the duttiest tree

[Outro]

I'm just gonna leave it there

Cuh

I'm not even tryna make anyone quit

'Cause I'm going in too much

But just listen to what I said, innit