[Intro: God's Gift]

DJ Cheek Cheeky

Cheeky

Let them know

I'm back

[Verse 1: God's Gift]

Pow! You tried to teef it

But I don't want it, blud, you can keep it

Your crew got smacked, now you're back with a word from my old flow

Like you don't know, so you really must need it

Pow! You tried to teef it

But I don't want it, blud, you can keep it

Your crew got smacked, now you're back with a word from my old flow

Like you don't know, so you really must need it

[Verse 2: Trim, God's Gift]

Wot? Wot? Don't understand Fumes

You're lucky you survived your last stab wound

You're a liar with your big lies too

Tell me why you howl at the moon

Might as well growl at a spoon

Or say Pow! on a tune

When Gift said that on "Mic Tribute"

When Ace had the right to slew

Anyway, back to Fumes

[Verse 3: Roachee]

Oi, Tony, you can't chat shit when I'm 'ere

Osmond, you'd get the full clip when I'm 'ere

Maxwell, I'll bang you in your lip when I'm 'ere

Neeko, you're shit, you can't spit when I'm 'ere

When I'm 'ere, Tony, you can't ramp when I'm 'ere

Osmond, you will get shank when I'm 'ere

Lethal, you won't get a blank when I'm 'ere

S'Neeko, murk you and your camp when I'm 'ere

[Verse 4: Wiley, God's Gift]

There he goes hiding behind Boundary

Not once in his life has he repped Boundary

I get bored writing bars for Lethal the B

I said "Pow!, Pow!" back in '93

You're saying "Pow!, Pow!" in two-double-O-three

And two-double-O-four, this is Lethal the B

Tryna go against me, he wants to be

B-I-G like me, Eski

[Verse 5: Manga]

And Fumin tried to burst Marc so where should I start?

Should've reframed your marks

Man, I'm trained for the war, you're afraid of the stars

You want the spotlight 'cause you're afraid of the dark

You're not Fumin, you're just slightly pissed off

Now the war's kicked off, bits from the bits, well your bits off

Fumin is a bitch with his tits off

Come to the bits and it kicked off

[Verse 6: Soljah Kid]

So you wanna howl at the moon

Soundboy, I think that you spoke too soon

My yout, speak when you're spoken to

Or your jaw side will get broken too

House and car will get broke into

Use my blade and I'll open you

Nah, I can't stress for you

Your girl's a sly to me and a princess to you

[Verse 7: Delusion]

Wot? Wot? Is it beef, Fumin?

You're saying wot wot? Like it be Fumin

Nah I'm here to show you what's been Fumin

You don't really wanna see me get mean, Fumin

Hit for your face and you'll be Fumin

Don't like ya, you best leave, Fumin

Hit very clean like spray Sheen, Fumin

Don't want beef? You best leave, Fumin

[Outro: Wiley]

Yep

Yep

Eskiboy

Bo-

Boy

And I jus-

Did it

I try so har-

And they can't yet with Wiley

Don't wanna be with Wiley

They just wanna make a fool of Wiley

That's not Wiley

Who's that boy from East London

Who keeps it grimey yeah?

It's Wiley

You just wanna be

And then Wiley