[Intro]
Yeah
Know what it is
Merky Ace
TMTV
Shout all the Preston Massive
Listen
Yeah
Cautious
[Verse]
Do it for the guts and glory
Sped past Old Bill on the m-way
And I'm hoping that they ignore me
Black boy in a black car, black windows
White girl, haffi make more p's
Step with a weapon, left man stretchered
Gonna need more than Deep Heat
Enemy forces retreat when I spin 'round
Fling out a barrage of shots
Everyone's tough 'til they end up intensive care
All cabbaged up, turn it off
Soil himself
Just last year it was in Harrods and Hatton all spoil himself
Stick man up and watch him mеlt
Make his heart fall out his belt
Ugh
Still do movеs with the long stick
In a deep blue sea just like oar
Or, step with a stainless so long
You couldn't tell babylon peeling an apple is what it's for
Kind of wounds that man leaves
There's no herbal remedy for
Friends dem wan' sip juice
I'ma make sure
That none's getting consumed
Before they pour a little Henny on the floor
Broad day live with the mains
Tell a man strain, there's an encore
For any of your bredrins seeking redemption
Got my attention, do you want more?
Riding without reigns
Intention? I wan' spill out brains
Shoot shoot like my name's James
007, or Max Payne
Die hard like John McClane
Bust two shots for my dirty dogs
I ain't gotta say man's name
Foundation like the stain your bitch left on my jeans when she gave me brain
Hand ting, yoga fire
And a little dot, that's yoga flame
I ain't no referee or umpire but if I raise my hand I will take man out of the game
Send him off
Pick up a pump just like Scott Steiner
Reach for my side, press that button
Now man's laying all slumped
And I ain't talking 'bout no armchair with a recliner
Trap boy, man ain't no four-one-niner
Taliban t-shirt got me looking all Al-Qaeda
Look, there's another guy talking tough
Now I gotta send this boy to the morgue
All that chat but you ain't on none
Won't have chat when I draw my sword
Feds got my picture down in the station pinned up on the cork notice board
All 'cause I make blood splash on the pavement
Badmind, I don't show no remorse
Tinted car with the windows up
Don't get shook, kodee, it's us
Know man run up on anyting sus'
Feds and gyal won't have me in 'cuffs
Get intel, execute the move
Now man's flooding the ends with grub
You're too like Pinocchio, sorry
You're just not real enough
Call my darg to the side like hill
Stamp man out with my sole and heel
Headshot, it's a slim chance you'll heal
Don't trespass on Lewisham Hill
Call my darg to the side like hill
Stamp man out with my sole and heel
Headshot, it's a slim chance you'll heal
Two gunshot for my Lewisham Hill
Me and my Backstreet Boys N-Sync
Don't act fly, get your jaw busted
Move too fast, you'll miss it if you blink
Slip? Not round here, can't be trusted
Link in park, shoot shoot 'til it's done and dusted
I'll dip like Dijon mustard
Kitchen light with the scales and clusters
Brixton basement, grade and rustlers
Hit East End with the punters
Jezzy at Carni', giving her my number
Big dot dot with the pump piece under
Shells jump out by my shoulder, jumper
Doctor's been in the job for 10 years plus
Still see the wounds and say ¡Ay, caramba!
Appeals on the news with a free phone number
Left a boy 6 foot deep or make them incinerate him and spread his ashes
Stuff that roti with bells, make you do a 360 or backflip
Was he in a leotard? Was it Olympics?
Did he get a gold medal? Was it gymnastics?
Nah
Smoke in the air
Was it fireworks or matches?
Nah
Sports mode, feds can’t catch this car
S-K-R
High-speed chase, tell a bad B plug that
Why you tryna put it in your bra?
Feds try frisk man
Laugh in his face, better luck next time officer
Night ‘til day, man’s grafting late
Just me, Lyca Nokia
Babylon try radio for the helicopter but I already bailed out of the car
I mount the pavement and jump the railings
Disappear like a mirage
Fuck every human, dog and horse that works for Scotland Yard
Just done London Tower, Waterloo, Blackfriars, Blackwall, Rotherhithe in the same car
Word to the ANPR, ugh