[Verse 1: Redza.]

I've been in a make or break mindset

No, it ain't enough for me to end up trying my best

I've been growing sick of waiting if it's time yet

While I'm watching all these wack rappers

Talk about they ice on the internet

I pull out they eyes, wipe it clean, so they see it

I've been on the edge of death, man I have seen it

If I write it in these lines, then you best believe it

Stay one hundred real, I don't BS, I mean it

Now is the moment, time to go all out

Back at the bottom man, we got none to lose now

Resting to me seems like it 'gon be the moon now

The devil on my shoulder, say my death is coming soon now

Walking on a tightrope, hanging by the seams

I've been on the edge since I was thirteen

If I don't, make it, by the end of nineteen

Then I'll hop into the noose, die along with my dreams

[Pre-Hook] x2

We 'gon make it, we 'gon make it

We 'gon make it, we 'gon make it

Yeah, I said we'll make it

[Hook]

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (What I say?)

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (What I say?)

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (What I say?)

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Kythre]

Look out as Kythre grabs the world by the balls

Fuckin' shit up, you might see that everyone falls

I'm bringing much to the game, keep my name out your mouth

Nothing's the same as it was, get outta my house

Three beasts from different countries, we finna make a hit single

We feast on beats, this shit'll make you tingle

We reppin' the USA, UK and Malaysia too

Steppin' to us? We'll flay you like a fish or two

We're bombastic, fantastic, we're bringing you classics

You'll notice a drastic change, we're a 3-in-1 package

We're gonna make it, face it, we won't break it, we'll take it

We'll take the world by storm and you know we'll awake it

[Pre-Hook] x2

We 'gon make it, we 'gon make it

We 'gon make it, we 'gon make it

Yeah, I said we'll make it

[Hook]

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (What I say?)

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (What I say?)

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (What I say?)

We 'gon make it, yeah I said we'll make it (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Witto]

I'm gonna grab the fame, yeah I'll stab it in back

'Till it no longer stands and I'm dragging it back

On its hands and knees, while it bleeds and I'll laugh

Because I captured it, handcrafted it, I'll attack

Go past this shit, hack into it, articulate skills

I'll stab a rapper with a pencil in his face full of grills

Miraculous birth of a new talented, British rapper, mumble rapper slapper, it's all relative

Fast flow trap adapter climbing ladder

No one's getting past we are climbing faster

Setting the bar and cap on the new wave of actors

Thinking they're rappers but actually are just faggots

All you fake motherfuckers, claiming you made me

One minute you hate me, the next you wanna pay me

For a verse, I only really do features

For people who deserve the legend of the British creature (facts)

And if I gotta sacrifice my soul

Or kill a couple of trash rappers throw them into a hole

Throw blood upon a pentagram and fill up a bowl

Full of my blood and venture down into the cold

Hell hole, make a contract with the devil

Join the 27 Club and become a rebel

In order to gain fame, I won't do it

Because I can do it myself with the way that I spew it