[Intro]

Yo, this is Eskiboy

You know me, confident with the flow

Roll Deep, Boy Better Know, E3, all day long

Hold tight Roachee

Yeah

Because right now

Man's voicing opinions across like

Cah the Newham Generals ain't rebels, you get me?

But that's alright, because we already know

We know the levels

Hello

It's Eskiboy

Listen, it's alright

[Verse]

I'm a fully grown king on a fully grown ting

And I'll box you in your fully grown chin

You fully won't know

I'll run up on your set and get wicked on the mic

I body the show, win

How can Sniper try, when he's got a nose ring?

Trying to impress the gyal, that's a batty boy ting

And I'm not in a no long ting

I'll run in his house like action in ping

But, back to Footsie, you're no one in Newham

We had beef with Ramsey, Taylor, Jackson

Call for the Generals, no body knew 'em

Ask [?], Nana, Ramon, Dapper, Sparky

On the street, we never knew 'em

That's why I don't care

I'm rough, I'll run through 'em

I'm E3, learnt in Newham

And I couldn't see Daniel [?]

He didn't run Newham

Ask Magic, Badness, because we never knew him

Nowadays, I'm on point so let me joint off these lemons

I'll definitely slew him

Definitely Trim, does he know what he's doing?

I know what I'm doing

I won't leave him like Scratch did blud, I'll leave him in ruins

I gotta ask myself this question for the last time

Foots blud, what are you doing?

I'm on top of this crew like

What is his crew like?

Gotta tell Dylan as well, what are you doing?

Gotta tell Kane as well, what are you doing?

The last time I flew in, should've checked me out

I came back with a brain, got packed with knowledge

And I've captured moments like I keep doing

And now Cage fully well knows

I've been through so much, that I will bring tunes

So, Daniel, listen to yourself

You know you can't handle

I grab the mic lead, you will get strangled

I'm not a day in a park

If you come against me, you will get dismantled

Daniel, listen to yourself

You know you can't handle

I grab the mic lead, you will get strangled

I'm not a day in a park

If you come against me, you will get dismantled

I'm so glad I got taught by a dad

You can't test me on a drum kit, I'm bad

You're a programmer, and I've made so many tunes

Programmer in the game, call me daddy

You couldn't beat me any day

I can be sad or mad, unhappy or happy

It's just this thing that I got in my body

That won't let me lose to this batty boy

I'm not a fassy, strong, I'm too addy

Know his name's Daniel, I'll call him Danny for short

Too rapid, and Goodz won't manage

And D can't cause me damage

I'm an E3 savage

Jungle or Garage, I'm happy

We can do war like

You've been a ghost since Scooby Doo blud

And I'll be Scrappy

I remember D was riding the Thunderblade

When man had a stolen Kawasaki

Then I got an R6, stepped up quick

I'm a villain in the game, I bang like Schillaci

So far gone, it's true, you can't catch me

None of you members can't hack me

Because I'm too much in the world

People try and attack me

But I don't have it, I ain't no faggot

Ghetts on top when I open the lap

You've been away, and I'm back

And my flow's real catchy

On a Yamaha R6, not a Kawasaki

Still a ninja though, show no emotion

I ain't sad but I sure ain't happy

I make bad boy tunes on my lappy

Try and [?] and my digital maccy

Studio ting or row ting

Watch, I'm on it, I'm from London

I ain't from E7

Shut your mouth