[Intro]

Big up [?]

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Yo

[Verse 1]

I can't hate pow that was a hit

Even if the main verse was nicked off gods gift

Spent a couple years now and snipers still chatting shit

And whoever shanked fumin in 2006

Needs to come to Eskimo dance so I can buy him a drink

More fire and fire ain't a thing

They won't come if the name more fire is on the flyering ink

And I swear that boy syer is slyly writing for me

But it ain't dat, he ain't scratch and we ain't family tree

I'll get shit for GBH before I think of writing A, B, or C

And bash, go play with your teeth

I told scum demons got a techno marine

But Kane buss so he might have something else on his wrist

I need to put someone else in these lyrics

And I ain't got nothing bad to say about ghetto

He's from the village and I can see it in him

Mercston went to jail for rape so shes finished

Mercstons a lot of things but I doubt that he did it

Roachee comes out in a year and a minute

Marcus nastys girl got me arrested in aiya Nappa

And he was her witness

But you know me I get with it

Middle finger up, index with it

Shake what mum gave you, even if she didn't

Party over here, I'll bring it there when I'm finished

And ace I keep hearing your business

How you gonna let a seventeen-year-old girl

Set you up and make you jacked for your chain you dickhead

And we'll check up on all these people next Christmas

And if I ain't jacked, shot, or hotted up one of them

I probably got signed for six figures

Lady sovereign is at def jam

Skepta's rolling with mike skinner

Dizzee's bringing out a third album this year

And I'm here

Hypers thirty-one or thirty-two this year

And it's bait, wait

[Verse 2]

About rape, I will show you rape

I'll stick my shank up your arse leave you fucked for days

I got bars, flows fucked like thingy's face

I'm the murkiest MC go and say I ain't

I'll merk the first, second and third best MC in this game

And I get more gash than you looking like an ape

Wait, wait