Talk about badness, me and the dargs dem set that
You can go tell them I said that
I don't mean no fufu works
I mean man getting duff-duff-duff in his chest, tell him "Tek that"
Man getting cooked, no time for a get-back
I don't bet but if I did, I would bet that
Darg done him up on the mains, he was just about to take his kettle
I said "Left that", I theft that
Really had the MAC in the shed hanged up in a net bag
Ever had a bally in the summer
Done a booting and sweat like a headband?
I was outside like a red banner
Cheap everything on the road, now it's dead man
Tryna be on deen like my left hand
But my right hand wan' kweff man
Ever done a works and your bredrin left man?
Give don bines 'cause he tried finesse man
We was outside like GTA
If you ever knew how much P's we made
Whole heap of bines for that PPK
So you better know like BBK
We was outside like GTA
If you ever knew how much P's we made
Whole heap of bines for that PPK
So you better know like BBK
Rise up the mop, make it spin like a CD
I was in the wok, doing CC minus a TV
Bruck man's jaw, I don't keep-keep
Anytime I touch yard, haffi link Kiki
Disrespect then you haffi see me like a GP
Trigger finger like ET
Money went up when they freed me
And I'm still poverty driven like PD
When we was going pirate station
I was in the sink with a Pyrex basin
Stick in the car, no licence, I'm raving
Lick it from far and light up a pagan
No gun, I'll stamp him out on the pavement
Don't run, I'll run man outta their trainers
Spinner's my favourite, put the teet' in like retainers
Akh I just stain with my stainers
Before music, they ain't never seen a hundred
So why you act like they was outside doing numbers?
You ain't made it rain in thunders
Mini K look like two cucumbers
Remember I don't need to hate on no one
I got bread too so I can do anything bro done
Might bun a fire like Gokun
Cheap fire, you don't wanna hold one
This no new ting, this that seventies old one
I was in the can like 7 Up
All my opps got pebbled up
All of the war got settled up
Came outta jail and levelled up
Coming like suttin's on your chest, bro beat on it
You ain't never ever been weak on it, speak on it
Like what the yute dem are doing in the market
But these new grime dons oh so jarring
Coming like they don't wanna rate where it started
Before everything blew up like a cartridge
Remember at seventeen when we had to oot up
We were going radio, it was on the rooftop
If we're in the building, minimum two Glocks
Move off, mandem never got booed off
We took the scene from one line flows
To done man flows to bun man flows
If you're twenty-one then your mumzy knows
Them times, never heard of no Bugzy Malone
Them times, police were putting bugs in my phone
And I used to walk with my shh on my own
Don't compare me to them 'cause they're icing their chain
They write bars, they do shows
They sell albums then they get paid
I don't do shows, I don't sell albums
But somehow man I'm still on the same wage
I'm RA so we're on two different pages
I seen Chipmunk come up and rise to the stars
I was sitting in my cell like "This guy's got bars"
Ghetts had bars, D Double had bars
Kane had bars, Skepta, Wretch and Dizzee had bars
Footsie had bars, Titch had bars, Big Narstie had bars
Tef had bars, Daff had bars, Scorch had bars, Slew Dem had bars
P Money had bars, Wiley had bars
But I had to grab Trim by his neck in the dance
You can ask Titch 'cause he was there
Whole of the RSG's were there
That was in '04, we was really feared
Half of the scene was really scared
If I come then I'm bringing my PP gear
Everybody knows what the set did
It was intended, also it was intensive
If you know then you know war's expensive
Bro let it go from the exit
Shoulda seen the entry and exit
Only shoot man like I'm sexist
Chat too much, that's a death wish
Rob when I see food, I ain't never ate squid
Times have changed now, the MAC costs ten quid
Bines and grains in the bag, that's attempting
Slide through the mains in a cab tryna blend in
Mind what you're saying 'cause I'm easily offended
If you got a problem with me then vent it
In the grime ting, who can chat to me?
I mean lyrically, physically possible
Impossibility, lyrically, physically
I rise my ting and get fidgety, didgety
Buss it if man's taking liberties
Give him a trilogy
Put 'em on, tryna get rid of me
Started talking wicked on tracks
If I live it, it's facts, I ain't switching it back
If I did, it's that, don't trip and get yakked
I seen niggas that's bad get pin up all mad
Then the next day, they're giving it chat
We never robbed man and we're giving it back
I'm a soul survivor, I was known as a rider
Two big poles like a hiker
Two different breeds like a liger
Man you'll get brown bread, seeds and fibre
Brixton so I haffi say free Biker
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