[Intro: Jammer]

OK

It's Jammer and Lewi White fucking up your speakers right now

And this one's gonna go down in history (It's the Murkle)

Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it?

[Verse 1: Jammer]

Who is it? It's the Superman dread

Might get a two-foot drop kick inna your head

Don't fuck with the Superman dread

You might end up dead

Who is it? It's the Superman dread

Might get a two-foot drop kick inna your head

Don't fuck with the Superman dread

You might end up dead

[Verse 2: Skepta]

What'd you mean? What'd you mean? What'd you mean, you fool?

Go on, then, go on, then, draw for the tool

Think that you're hard but you're soft like wool

Lick a man in the jaw side with the stool

I'm a shower face man but I still look cool

White gold chain and an iced-out jewel

Can't jack me 'cause I'm not Ja Rule

Nah, rudeboy, what'd you mean? What'd you mean?

[Verse 3: Dimpze]

I'm a Young Gunner from the E10 zone

I'm live-O on the microphone

I'm bad to the bone

I'm a bad boy, call me Bugsy Malone

On the mic, I'm hot like the stove

MCs crumble when I'm good to go

Dimpze, I'm the star of the show

Like Wiley but I'm from E 1-0

[Verse 4: Ears]

It's fine, fine, I'm on that

I don't mind, hit him with the new era line

In time, stay ready for the combat

Whether it's grime or R&B

If it's got a bassline then I'm gonna jump on that

Hold tight, the flow's tight, you're in for a rise

Don't bite, come on, man, long that

It's not hype, you know you're not on that

[Verse 5: Jme]

When I say "guess what, guess what?", everybody knows

Jme's gonna pull out a big boy flow

Not on a hype like "Boy Better Know!"

More on a vibe like "Everybody thinks to MC tough..."

Or one of them flows like "Garage should stop" or "I shot Os"

I needed a start for a conscious lyric and

"Guess what, guess what?" is what I chose

[Verse 6: Slinga]

In E11 I'm known as Lee

That long Black n***a who's moving weed

You will see me in town

Keeping it ever so real in town

You know me, black hat, Stoney jacket on my back

Blueberry Nike Air Max

YGC's on the track

YGC, yeah, we get the gash

[Verse 7: Tinchy Stryder]

Yeah, pull the ting out, make your ting ring out

Stryder, nippy on the riddim like a wing out

Blood, who are you out, and don't try a ting out

I know t'ugs that make the gun ring out

I'll pull the ting out, make your ting ring out

Stryder, nippy on the riddim like a wing out

Blood, who are you out, and don't try a ting out

I know t'ugs that make the gun ring

[Verse 8: Fuda Guy]

Easy, man, you know me, man

I'm Fuda man

Move with Dirty and [?]

Cool with Roachee and Dirt man

Said easy, man, you know me, man

I'm Fuda man

Move with Dirty and him

I'm cool with Roachee and Trim

[Verse 9: Venom]

Venom MC, the top man on road

To bang hoes and your hoes, yeah, I've got loads

Gonna munch MCs like I'm at Nando's

It's sad though, but that's just how the plan goes

Like Venom MC's the top man on road

[?]

Gonna munch MCs like I'm at Nando's

It's sad though, but that's just how the plan goes, what?

[Verse 10: Knuckles]

Shh, you're history

I'll buss your head with a bottle of whisky

Draw your girl, that frisky

I'll go on until you dip me

Shh, you any fella

I'll buss your head with a bottle of Stella

I'll just move to a fella

Face get opened like Fruitella

[Verse 11: JP]

Straight up, straight up, it's big

I'll slang hits all over like rigs on the street

Regulating guys like the pigs

Intimidating illiterate kids in the scene

Yeah, J to the P, he's big

Only sixteen, had two vids on the screen

See me murk New Era daytime now

Straight up, straight up, I'm bigger than your team

[Verse 12: Kraze]

Yeah, I've got a bouncy flow

Something like [?]

So I know, wait, oh

Let me stop and think about this flow

Yo, hmm, not really working so

Let me jump back on the beat and switch it up like so

I know you know, we all know

That I was an amateur but now I'm a pro

[Verse 13: Mingstar?]

Murder them for real, it's part two

Got the rounds, militant clips that go straight through

2005, and it's slew

My boys are like animals locked in the zoo

For real, cuz, yeah, it's part two

We've got the rounds, militant clips that go straight through

2005 and it's slew

My boys are like animals locked in the zoo

[Verse 14: Flamin]

Everybody start counting down

Who's next to blow? Everybody shout it now

Neckle! Flamin's claiming the crown

[?] around

And he's also heard of my tune

Sound so good, neighbours heard from the room

Nah, but they're not complaining

They said "Basically, you're a lot now, Flamin"

[Verse 15: Poison?]

I'll put three shots through your neck in a sec with the TEC

Accurate like Becks, leaving n***as on the deck

I don't pet, don't care who you get

Bring beef to your set, Young Guns who I rep

Bring beef to the streets or the roads, what'd you mean?

With or without the heat

Your team's weak, there's too many neeks

Phone me now, I'd love to speak

[Outro: Jammer]

See what I'm saying, man?

Don't make us link up on a regular basis (Neckle!)

We make nothing but big ones (Big ones)

Nothing long (So sekkle!)

It's the Countdown Remix

Jme, Skepta, Ear'um Scare'um, Flamin, JP, Mingstar, Slinga, Murkle Man, Fuda Man, Stryder, Venom, Kraze, Knuckles, Dimpsey, Grimy