Behind Barz | Grime Set Special #2 w/ @TheSIRSPYRO | Link Up TV

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Link Up TV. Behind Barz. Yo. Link Up TV, Behind Barz. It’s the grime journalist. We’re gonna start off things. Are Captivating, dark, extraordinary, fools get harmed. I just keep levitating, masterminding, neutralizing obvious past. Quarantine recording, serious task. Unappreciated verses, what? X, Y, Z. Alphabet bar. Careful, dawg. Everybody food gone. Hibernate immediately. Jog kamikaze landed maybe, nah. Other pilots quietly remark superstar. The undertaker, venomous. Real Yokozuna zinging around, big charge. Dead everything fast. Gunshots. Hey. Insurmountable juggernaut killer like Megatron. Nah, Optimus Prime. Qualified rhyming spitter type. Undeniable. Verified with xylophones. Yeah. Zoning again. Brap. Chorus. Damn. Dem didn’t really think that me did done with the war. Logan never did done with the war. Not why we did far too done with the war. Done them till all of them done with the war. War. Like ninja man pon stimmy at the garden. And now they all know for them it did hard what he done and how all are bound to kill him. He have all of them at the war. They were really love starve, want them done to the chase of informer. Bad man we don’t chat to the informer. They dead. All of them why get caught? I said slaughter and now they got on enough drama for lava. A warning, y’all. Put pain in them like kebab swarmer. We are the world boss like Khadijah Palmer. Yo. Yeah. I think you don’t need palaver. You don’t hear them thing, you don’t hear the drama. Badness, no semi, cos me la vo na da. New gen grime flow farda. The mother knows, tell them I go get slaughtered. Walla’s cut open up head like barber. Trauma. Don’t say we run the yarda. Never been a joke or a sky laugher. Them boy can’t rally. Them boy can’t tally. Them boy dilly dally. Them gwan like buddy. Make sure like I did. Norman hey. Over to them. Michael Schumacher. Yes. Behind Bars. Get on. Mess with wicked and we be killing me while. Yo. Women sing said. Said who? You? No, man, ain’t nothing like you. Authentic original style. Hear me?
You want me? I did.
On God. Got me of the truth. Can’t see you, but plenty standing at the booth. Me, I go tell them when they come through. If well then I really don’t want come true. Well then I really don’t want come true. Oh.
Me, I go shelling. Me, I go shelling. Cleft them. Me, I go leng them. Me, I go dead them. Beg friend. Why them move like me and them friend. Me no like them, but me no like them. Them like excitement. Well, then I want to be fighting. Me and you all look like you biting me. I go wet them. Why?
In the war, life for your eyes with. Wet them hear the war like for your eyes with. Yo.
I think you don’t need palaver. You don’t hear of them thing, you don’t hear the drama. Badness, no semi, cos me la vo na da. New gen grime flow farda. The mother knows. Tell them I go get slaughtered. Walla’s cut open up head like barber. Trauma. No say we run the yarda. Never been a joke or a sky laugher. Look, look, look. It’s of course when we step I just slap this. One bag of cat rap that them man have wrapped with. Bare energy on the net, that’s weird. It’s a whole next thing offline like catfish. How you gonna talk about shooting and shanking? You been done like the fist fight. Mad thing. Nobody wants to get a punch in the face. When you get a punch in the face, you’re planking. In this thing, I am top of the ranking. When I go mainstream, I’ma start vamping. What does that mean? That means I can’t stop. Tactical sprinting and then I’m slide canceling. Nobody’s saying anything worth listening. Man are just chatting. Chattering, chatting. Arm chase really trying to have a nigga nick with 2 hands on my head like I was migraine skanking. You ain’t ever been so mad. You’re screaming, “Get up!” And at the same time you’re stamping. Mom told me, “Hit back when they hit you.” She beat me. She thought I was ramping. Bro’s in the field and he’s black like Saka. Feds clear lane and they just gonna drag him. He’s old school. I call him Inzaghi. Pure composure when they tried to grab him. Heart broke so I had to start T rapping. I’ve got G round here. Make things happen. Never have bricks. I wish that I did. I probably would have got me a bus down from Hatton. Really had Zed’s. I was not napping. Every Friday had the phone line banging. In Wetherspoons eating shots to the fellas. They do a line and say, “Fuck me, that’s cracking.” Yeah. Had the white girl on me something like black people versus Karen. I had the white boy on me something like John, Jamie, Billy and Alan. I was at Nando’s good food scranning. When on my Insta my phone was slapping. Got a little shout from Link Up TV. Now girls in my DMs just started catting. Yo. Clout can’t pay me the bills but I got a little buzz. Let me make this happen. No. I’m not no trapper of the year but at least I’m not on MP3s capping. When I couldn’t drive I was licking my nigga’s whip. Telling him his engine needs remapping. That last bar was a waste of a barber. It’s real life cuz, it really happened. Yo. She blew me a kiss but won’t kiss and tell man. Don’t say a word. Only time will tell. Trying to learn and remove the L. Oh well, they don’t wish me well. Underrated, they didn’t rate the spell. Who’s gassed up? Who can shout? In a nutshell, man are top shelf. I take the, take Had to play the cards I was dealt. Bait face but move so stealth. I renovate in a brand new house. Had to man up a bit of man of the house. Did it again, outdid myself. Helping hand when man needed help. Man can vouch. I’ve been scoring for years but VAR said goal disallowed. Top bins, never been a has bin, I’m him. Referee won’t give man a foul. But, but man what you’re looking at a few thou. Had to remind them regular this ain’t no regular degular, man are profound. My yout better mind out before I start backing up man like iCloud. Daydreaming, got my head in the clouds but stay scheming on getting them Spiral. Yo. She blew man a kiss but won’t kiss and tell man. Don’t say a word. Only time will tell. Trying to learn and remove the L. Oh well, they don’t wish me well. Underrated, they didn’t rate the spell. Who’s gassed up? Who can shout? In a nutshell, man are top shelf. I made a street charge, man top shelf. Had to play the cards I was dealt. Bait face but move so stealth. I renovate in a brand new house. Had to man up a bit of man of the house. Did it again, outdid myself. Helping hand when man needed help. Man can vouch. Been scoring for years but VAR said goal disallowed. Top bins, never been a has bin, I’m him. Referee won’t give man a foul. But, but man what you’re looking at a few thou. Had to remind them regular this ain’t no regular degular, man are profound. My yout better mind out before I start backing up man like iCloud. Daydreaming, got my head in the clouds but stay scheming on getting them pounds. Yo. Fans want merch so I check Shopify, check PayPal. He’s calling me bro, not my pal. Won’t leave me alone, she’s not my gal. I’m back in my writing zone, can’t you tell? Don’t sell
Yo. A all dem a look fah. See me yah. Real bad man dem deh ina di corner. Step forward, get cut like barber. Try stand tall, cut likkle shorter. Make money, don’t call me a baller. Just take care of me mother and father. Gunshot I bring and I burn like lava. Trust me, I never see a man run faster. Usain Bolt with the haffi run. London, England, Gaza. Anyweh me deh man, know about the father. Real man dem bust the armor. Head piece gone, chop like cassava. Cool. Now he poppa lava. Me come with the big DJ ina di corner. Cool. Now he poppa lava. Me come with the big DJ ina di-Yo, J Wing, wagwan, who you there ‘pon? Bare gunshot when I draw for my weapon. Hold on, wait one minute, 1 Ease. Ease. Spyro. Behind Bars, Link Up TV. Dun know. Yes. Okay then. A who dem a look for? See me yah? Real bad man dem deh ina di corner. Step forward, get cut like barber. Try stand tall, cut likkle shorter. Make money, don’t call me a baller. Just take care of me mother and father. Gun shot a ring and a bun like lava. Trust me, you never see a man run faster. Usain Bolt woulda have to run. London, England, Gaza. Anywhere me deh, man, not ’bout di father. Real man, they buss di llama. Head piece gone, chop like cassava. Cool. Now he poppin’ off when me come with the big DJ ina di corner. Cool. Now he poppin’ off when me come with the real bad man ina di corner. They’re like, “Yo, J Wing, wagwan, who you there ‘pon?” Bare gunshot when I draw for my weapon. Hold on, wait one minute, one second. Hold on, wait one minute, 1 They’re like, “Yo, J Wing, wagwan, who you there ‘pon?” Bare gunshot when I draw for my weapon. Hold on, wait one minute, 1 And me say, “Hold on, wait one minute, 1.” Because firstly, unuh nuh know me. You nuh my bredrin, you nuh me homie. But if I never see the man and he owe me. Gunshot will wrap round your head like a Saudi. I said firstly, unuh nuh know me. You nuh my bredrin, you nuh me homie. But if I never see the man and he owe me some. Gunshot will wrap round your head like a- I said who’s gonna stop me? None of them, none of them. I need a Rolls Royce Cullinan. Been here for years and I still feel like I do a number 10. You know me, yeah, that’s murk, then I’m gone again. Whoa. Me too old with the brothers, them anything get served from a box with a little 10. Virgin bus, I got trapped in a lot of men. I’m a general and I can stand with any gen. Shh. They try They like to serve. But the verse no pace or swerve. Phone for the bud, no doorman swerve. Clashing a brother out nowhere and swerve. My dog, he’s got the peng ting. He wants me to take the dead ting. No man swerve. Different side that’ll make man swerve. Listen. Yo. Hey, look. I’m out the door from the crack of dawn. Licking these shots fam, you know the score. Getting rid of this green like I mow the lawn. Same old shit every day. Man, nothing don’t change. Out late, back outside in the morn’. Yeah. We all know more work less talk. But me, tryna skrr out in a Porsche. I see these man do it one or 2 things. But the truth is, they ain’t really active at all. Think on the beat ’cause I trap when I’m bored. Got tune for the gyally and corn for the war. If you think you can ever come step, I’ll bury MCs in a sec. When I step, who’s next? This life you can’t be too sure. Got one life, there ain’t no chance to respawn. There ain’t no respawning, it’s real life and this ain’t C-O-D. Weekend, I’m tryna double up the P. Bag up the grub, serve it in PST. On the strip where I usually be. But recently, I’ve been on the But recently, got one bag of bangers on the USB. It’s not you, it’s me. All right now, I’m skrring around in the blenders. But next year I’m looking at RS3 or the GL. Got a sale by Russell. So now we gotta cut through our OZ. Let’s Make money when they never made me. I heard your tape say you’re better than my works done previously. I’m talking way back then when I was 18. Motherfucker, you ain’t putting no elbow grease. Hey, listen. I’m looking at life like it’s all or nothing. I ain’t got time for no blockout discussion. Don’t listen to them ’cause them boy there rubbish. No time to waste, man. I gotta get stocking. There ain’t no time to be moving sluggish. Buggies running up the club. Forget if you see how many boxes came in the luggage. Brum legend like Sturridge, you know I’m never worried. You ain’t worth nuttin’ but some mad chicken nuggets. Look, I’m old school just like Poggi Struggish. But I’m new school like some Pro Tools plugins. So many man are like, “Don’t wanna do this ting.” But the truth is, they ain’t got the courage. Took time and I’m back like it’s nothing. ‘Cause them man there ain’t on nothing. It’s nothing. I smoke MCs like Cali packs. Tell ’em go suck your mum’s fanny flat with it in a bag of chat. Ever since The Scorps just spray like Baccarat. I’m old school like match attack. Find man were hitters from before and back at their season. All they ever need was a reason to squeeze ’em. Pull up and do it on sight. What you know about buying on the mains? I’ll do it and back. When I’m lacing my boots up, I do it uptight. Can’t step every pussy when you see me step light. We ain’t taking no check. Fuck I look like? Big crews, little man, I’m in the building. Link Up TV, Behind Bars with it. Selector. Spyro. Deb out. All right. Yo. Look, man, I smoke MCs like Callypack. Tell ’em go suck your mum’s fanny flat with it in a bag of chat. Ever since The Scorps just spray like Baccarat. I’m old school like match attack. Find man were the hitters from before and back at their season. All they ever need was a reason to squeeze ’em. Pull up and do it on sight. What you know about buying on the mains? I’ll do it and back. When I’m lacing my boots up, I do it uptight. Can’t step every pussy when you see me step light. We ain’t taking no check. Fuck I look like? Man’ll pull the flame out and make it ignite. You was rating Diddy, I was rating Suge Knight. Come on, I’m on a mobster, man. I’m mob tied. They rate me from Notts all up to Moss Side. I ain’t big Shaq, but I’m big slide. Rrr. And man will defend my name like Esco. Man know I’m local. Express Tesco. Everything fresh, go slack when we best know. Man might be laid flat in your best clothes. Trying to spin it, I ain’t playing on the decks, though. Don’t want no politic from the manifesto. I get with the ups and slam it on the presto. Big bars, I ain’t trying to talk things out. If it’s- if it’s that, then I’ll draw things out. Them big waps leave a man sprawling out. What them man talking ’bout? Man are talking like a plate or something, like it’s games or something. If you say my name, better be ready to spray or duck. These bruddas, they ain’t on nothing. If I press the button, I’m done for the dubbing and my clip can’t run out. You better put your head back. I’ll run up on an MC and slap his one out. Like say a man’s got a headback specialist. How many these emcees’ wigs got spun out? 4, 5, 6? I get man down when I’m live in the mix. Man thought they could just survive this. And if the.44 arrives when it kick, I’ll burst it. Say my name, I’ll arrive like Candyman. Bragging gang, we’re in a bangarang. yeah. Yeah, yeah. Crazy, crazy.
Challenging. Yo. Frontline renegade soldier. One-lime in a day soldier. Anytime they’re hearing I, they know that it’s Varn-T AKA Soldier. Frontline renegade soldier. One -lime in a day soldier. Blud, blud, blud, blud. Yo, attention. It’s soldier speaking. Unclip the mic, then shell it and chief it. If it’s war, then I get dark by the evening. You don’t wanna swim with the sharks in the deep end, creeping. G-R-I-M reaping, G-R-I-M-E-Y. These times I’ve got it in my genes like Levi. Lead by route of the dis. I bring the smoke if you want twos in the disc. Too militant, whole team move diligent. Target, shooting it like Juve Bellingham. And I’m doing it again, doing it again like Skepta ‘010. Boy Better Know I am the chosen. They already know who’s running this ting. Like, this one’s radioactive. You better step with a hazmat suit. Tutankhamun, I wrapped up this rap ting. You can’t tell me that that’s not true. Soldier. When I come through, there’s no brakes. We only made the hatchback zoom. I got smoke for you like it’s one hour and 50 minutes after half-past 2. That’s 4:20. If it ain’t Wray’s, then I pour Henny. Different ways I can murder the beat, that’s corpse buried. Ring, ring, now they wanna call my celly. Steady. They know that the price went up like the gas and the leccy. Most emcees can’t touch me. Their flows are dusty just like the back of the settee. Uh, venom and that carnage when I step in the track. Hardest and I’m telling the facts. War this, now you better relax. Veteran, that’s why- V-A-R-N-T-A. I run my ting like relay tea. me tell them. Symbiote flows, venom and that carnage when I step in the track. Hardest and I’m telling the facts. War this, now you better relax. Veteran, that’s why I’m ahead of the rank. Flows gassed like pet in tank. I get ’em gassed when I drop light with ’em and gas. Villainous act, the way I kill every time it’s tapped. Not bringing it back, can’t resurrect like Lazarus. Antagonist like Kang or Thanos is. No comparison. Soldier run this garrison. Frontline just like Saltman Terraces. Come through Sun Tzu strategies. I, I, I came with the hits. I ain’t no pacifist. One in the chamber just like basilisk. More than rap, it is multifaceted. You, you, say I ain’t dropped in a minute. I ain’t gotta say shit. Know it gets like that. Load up the lads in the van like a school runner. Send up that drone UAV on the map. I don’t want to talk about nothing ’cause it’s said, done. Didn’t see Sweeney, he was stood at the back. Still the same money-grabbing kid backing IKs. Black young days, I was cutting up smack. You was cutting up shakes, now you’re trying to act bad. You ain’t got enough runway to back that chat. Talk this shit, but this beeline slaps. I might have to call this shit free pass. Ain’t heard, little nigga? Run back. I’m with scoping the crop. Don’t lack good tactics. I’m thanking the team in tax, taking it back to London. That’s a victory, that’s still. Risk my life for the things that I couldn’t. Remember the times when they said that I shouldn’t. I’ma cut them off in an instant, distant. Thought I fell off, I came back with the business. Bankrolled now like again and again. Like, how many times was that girl just a friend? They weren’t rocking with me, I ain’t gotta pretend. FTB, FTW, I’m locked to the end. Like, how many tings did I ate their time? So many gyal, every one I done sniped. You ain’t gotta love me, I don’t want no property. I just want an Airbnb for the night. Let me put my feet up, ease my mind. When I put up a J, knees decline. All over the saloon, seats reclined. She a sucker for the sunset, peep the sights. About time I be bringing it back. Nearly lost my mind, had me clinging to that. When they do you dirty, you best do them worse ’cause the world’s gotta turn, that’s a matter of fact. I ain’t trying to pull shit, but I ban around cash. Little to nothing, still split it with cash. Chip from a six, you gotta ship me a pack. We ain’t pen pals first, but I stab where it lands. And now I’ve got a one-way on a runway. It’s early Os when I book that flight. And it mad that they call it freedom. Then why’s it being sold for the highest price? I ain’t trying to hear none, what’s reason? That’s all your excuses dressed in lies. I won’t beg you to stay if you’re leaving. So better stay there when you pick your Yo, they got enough chat. You’ll never see it in person. Bro, you better stay in your lane ’cause I’m in that German, cutting down the M-way swerving. And this shit is not in my name. I ain’t taking a night off. If it’s dead, turn the lights off. TV spin back again for the tape shit right off. Tell your worker to sign off. Ask her for dropping the gain. Bro intercepted them packs like a tackle. We’re waging a war, you won’t win every battle. Them man are sheep, I’ve been leading the cattle. Backstrom Mars and I’m back in the saddle. Everyone wins when you’re playing this raffle. Rolling the dice ’cause life is a gamble. Beating the struggle, they won’t understand you. But is there a hustle without Yo, they’re like, “Driss, when you drop new bars on the set?” Cah I invented grime bar in a sec. Put me on any set, I come par with the best. You know how we get down far from the press. Give it a rest, you ain’t got no heart in your chest. You don’t wanna spar in the flesh. Too much bars for your head, like too much bars for your head, like too much, too much. See, I jump on grime and I show man levels. You know I roll man seco. On a grown man level, bring steam with no damn kettles. Bars sting like I program nettles. We don’t get no respect from them man. We give our own damn medals. So if you’re talking bout drugs, just know you get spun. Just know I can show man’s level. Let me show man I don’t trust a brother who cats for the pay, actually fake. Have to debate, laugh in your face. Naturally great, chat to me mate. Me and your flows ain’t matching the same, cah if I go back to the game, clash on the game, then they’re gonna fracture a frame. Actually, wait, you ain’t lasting a day. Cast him away, but it’s not magic I spray. Don’t talk about back in the day. How can you say that he’s about in the lane, out in the rain, swinging about in your chain? How can you claim? That must’ve been in ’08. What about now or today? Have you found your way out of the place, out in the stakes, counting your pace? Might have to wait, wait. It’s not dollars, it’s pounds in my face, cah I got the pen game. What can a pen game? Leaving some flows, yeah, that type of pen game. Kill a man’s flow on stage, I- Driss GB in the building. Shout out all the mandem inside.Normal. I got the <|sco|> I got the pen game. What kinda pen game? Lyrics and flows? Yeah, that type of pen game. Kill a mans bro on stage, that’s pen game. You don’t wanna clash with Driz on pen game. Said I got the pen game. Table tennis? Not that pen game. Snooker and pool? Not that pen game. Factums and Biro, that type of pen game. I’m the lord of the mic. Jammer shoulda brought man on Lord of the Mic. Bring any MC, slaughter tonight. ‘Cause the man’ll get gassed if I draw for the mic. Man’ll get gassed if I drop them ones. They’re like, “Driz, don’t drop that one.” In the class, we look when I got that one. ‘Cause I’m not one of them, not one of them dons. Not one of them, not one of them dons. Not one of them, not one of them dons. I don’t give a fuck what my man’s on. Don’t put on one of them, not one of them songs. Not one of them, not one of them songs. Not one of them, not one of them songs. Don’t rate you, I don’t rate your crew. It’s just what it is, it’s one of them ones. It’s one of them ones, I ain’t one of them 2. I’m top 3, I’m one of them 2. Don’t rate me and every one of them 2. Mic check, mic check, do a one and then 2. It’s one of them ones, I ain’t one of them 2. I’m top 3, I’m one of them 2. Don’t rate me and every one of them 2. Mic check, mic check, do a one and then 2. the silencers, baby MCs, so you know I woulda muzzle him. I’m on a higher frequency. Them boy next to me seems to me they want another ting. It’s deep, I knows that I’m sonnin’ him. On the set, it’s bine that I’m summonin’. Them boy there stay strugglin’. See, it’s colly and grime that I’m jugglin’. For them, it’s pickney and life for the fun of things. Like warnin’, war man, I’m warmin’. Caution, I ain’t really into talkin’. Said I stole his flow, but I taught him. Just bun out your skin with a scorch flow. Gonna have a nine nights in 9 nights. If he try blind my wave ’cause Grime time. Likkle eedyat, nah, you were never mine. Likkle eedyat, nah, yo. Look, ’cause it’s to the Y, not L to the E-R. Lyrics send man to the ER. I’ll soon go clear. You can’t bar round here. Nah, they ain’t cold like Yes, yes. Cuh it’s T to the Y, not L to the E-R. Lyrics send man to the ER. I’ll soon go clear. You can’t bar round here. He ain’t cold like we are. He ain’t cold like I am. Pepper gun spray like cayenne. My pride and grime’s that lion. third man talk about grillings. Are you kidding? I do up more grillings than Cheyenne. Cuh I might catch one of your mates. I’m a veteran, I’m lettin’ it spray, shellin’ it again. Might come level in my game. Tellin’ ’em I’m gonna pepper him with flames, never gonna change. Live when I rap, gonna thrive. All of my goals in range. Man act strange. All of your lyrical corn, man are smile in my face. Yo, hardest of bars, I ain’t master my art, but the garms in the car laugh when they’re dancin’. third galactic, far with a mask, no sheep ting. We are bar in a bar. Beat new kit like a sensei. With my pen game, get bored in the mugs. Man get realos, no choke, Vevo. Look, you know it gets dark in the dark. March with my dogs, my area bark in the park. Can’t give a fuck, man’ll get started on the mutt. Revere verses like parking the car. Yo, so they can’t bargain with us. Trust me. Check. Yo. Yo. And again. You know it gets dark in the dark. March with my dogs, my area bark in the park. Can’t give a fuck, man’ll get started on the mutt. Keep reading verses like parking the car. Nah, yeah, you can’t bargain with us. March with my dogs, my area bark in the park. Can’t give a fuck, man’ll get started Keep reading verses like parking the car. Yo, no, they can’t Yo, look, cuh gee, I had writer’s block thinkin’, but the time has gone ’cause them man already woulda been cleared. Time some songs instead of me writin’. Gotta write what’s wrong, right? What’s wrong with the scene I’m enterin’? Man are typin’, not seein’ me, I’m on practice hours. Now when they’re talkin’, see me in final, boss. I’m the boss, that’s final. Doin’ this shit for the cause. Really in my bag like Michael Trevor. Ain’t got a grip on the lever. Spin an MC with an old school flow, vinyl. You’re a duck chopped. Frankin’ and Franky the best in the scene. Feelin’ primal, Gs like TAs. Way they assist in your wheel-ups. Without me, you woulda just Yo, I got flows and riddims. Must think that I’m kidding till I drop me a freestyle. Been ghost for a minute, but I’m back on the cat. Talk about Tionz and the team’s wild. While you was outside up in Team Fest, I was in Stu’ tryna make all my Ps round. Need me some Chinese. Same way man’s entering, screaming, “Ni hao”. Hello to the scene, man’s back again. Man’s gonna manifest rhyme schemes that you ain’t seen since backer then. Ultimately for regen, grime ain’t dead, I’m here to defend like van de Ven. Plenty MCs have planned to send for, but I’m keeping it classy. Look, I got 28 biros, so they can’t par me. Cuh bars come hard like I break bars. And the kid talks that I bar in a bit. When I spit, it bangs, can’t hear what jizz. Bark of a spliff, won’t be marketing it. When I fade, show you what barbaring is. Know that the flow that I’ve been harboring sit like Look, it’s T double E, double E, H, Y. Yo. Trappy. Birmingham essence. Murking shows, radios and sessions. I’ve been doing this from school and college. I was in the alleyway skipping lessons. People tried to ignore. I climbed up the board to reward my presence. In rich places feeling like I don’t fit. PTSD of a peasant. Oh, shit. I’ll adapt and acquit. I’ve been asked to give you this. I succeeded by chance and a risk. Then I dropped Nunnindem, Nunnindem. How impactful is this? And I got nuff respect for pen game. Give me time, I’ll be back battling pricks. But right now I’m elevated. I got nuff streams and the dates in. Smashing this shit. I never left. Top of the top mount Everest. Grind so hard that I never rest. I’ll go and work for the times that I never get. Them man ain’t got cheese. Their cheddar, they shell down whatever set. Fuck all the big talk. You don’t like me? It’s not what your bitch thought. Flows sick, I make a blood one quick draw. Best in Brum, what a man chatting shit for? Take a left off by who? I’ma take a month. Man turn soul in the A or I pepper lots. Hate me? I’m better than you. I never stop, rain or wither lots. Survival with a nut. Still all di-di-di-doh The way you talk, I can tell you tell a lot. Th-th-them man better not start chatting about I can sell a lot. Who’s gonna stop me? Nunnindem, Nunnin Who’s gonna top me? Nunnindem, Nunnindem. Real Gs, bad Bs, good- Listen. We’re about to zone and that. Link Up TV, we ain’t going home and that. We’re fully cold with the flow and that. Like You already know and that. Man can rip up the flow and that. Gonna get the cash. Gonna get a good Yo. Big up the peoples. Stop me, Nunnindem, Nunnindem. Who’s gonna top me? Nunnindem, Nunnindem. Real GS, bad Bs, good yout, bad Bs. Brum town full of them. I said, who’s gonna stop me? Nunninadem. I said, who’s gonna top me? Nunninadem. Yo. Real GS, bad Bs, good yout, bad Bs. Brum town full of them. So, Lutwan come again. Dart get done again. Try run again and I’ma stone cold stunner them. The first time I made ten bags, can’t lie, I was gassed. I’m trying to make another 10. You better send me to the bus. Nah, nah, nah. Don’t talk to not one of them. My black G pops man in the mouth. Have a white G head butt man. Come on. Lean and step. 0121 season, yes. Girl dem said me look clean and fresh. Beast on set, didn’t even rest. I’m on the road. I’m on the road from a young soldier into a seasoned vet. South Essex, it’s Mr Show Up and Mr Get Gyal inna their inland dress because darg, see when I write them bars, they get mad when I write them. Your bars are shit. Rewrite them. If you’ve got bars or bars, I fight them bars. Hot that I fully ignite them bars. Darg ain’t got nothing like my bars. Because they fly like a kite, my bars. Oi, Brum town. E to the K bar, elevate-ah. Soul to the sky, man’ll levitate ya. Spit suave, I’ve got the je ne sais quoi. Je ne sais quoi, quoi, quoi. E to the K bar, elevate-ah. Soul to the sky, man’ll levitate ya. Spit suave, I’ve got the je ne sais quoi. Je ne sais quoi, quoi, quoi. What? Still skinny and I still roll through your girlfriends with a jimmy. Still wh- bankroll with a milli. Mr Jimmy Fade here with a couple eights with me. You moving mad, my fam. Now you must be silly. Lost your mind from the coke and the dizzy. ’08, I was trying to exchange posts for the hilly. Now I want to exchange Chrome for the Lizzy. Overly gritty. Oh, what a pity. You muttered that you saw. See, I’m overly skippy. Flows getting written. Cozier linen. You’ll sleep as the flow mount déjà. Comatose, you clart, you’re sleeping for days now. Call me Anakin with a lightsaber. Cloud walk with stacks and then we get darker later. I’m down to war with a hater. Vader with the bass R on my face. Wait, star, you will get parred in the way. You will hate life, start licking lines of the ‘caine. I’ll still be laughing away. Oh, what a shame. You’re oh so dismayed. Dismantled, caught in a grave. Drink this propane and be passing the flame. 3 feet, 6 feet deep. Don’t call me insane. So, what you gonna do, fam? What you gonna say? When I touch mic, I light up the rave. If it’s all right, then I’m up in your face like, “What you gonna do, fam? What you gonna say? What you gonna do, fam? What you gonna say?” When I touch mic, it’s E to the K. If it’s all right, then it’s up in your face. What you gonna do, fam? What you gonna say? Fam, be calm. Up against me, you don’t want no qualms. If I get jams and the burps in your face, look into the floor. Voice all calm, so, fam, be cool. You don’t want to be that example, the one that got slapped. Holding a batch like Worldstar like I say it’s all cool, so, fam, be blessed. I don’t want to have to add stress to your chest. Want to get vexed? I’ll leave your face in a mess. Know that you’re gonna act less and, fam, I’m nice. In the hotel checking in with your wife. Tells me I’m more than double your size. Bust in her mouth. Yo. Still don’t see no improvement. You hillbillies, I can’t relate to ya. You don’t know about the tribe of Judah. If you knew about Mansa Musa, you would know about breaking bread with your jeweler. Don’t even break bread with your producer. Nah. Just spend time on rumors. Big weight class, had to move up 2 1. So when I wake up, I say “Hallelujah”. We’re all gonna die. For them, I hope it’s sooner. Never wish death on a man, but them rats are a nuisance. Check Novelist for the new ting. Played this one, I said “Absolutely”. Yo, you’re getting suited and booted. What for? The tramp thing suited you more. Everyone in your group looks poor. If that’s your best, do some more. Woke up in cold sweats. Thought boy dem were gonna boot off the door. Lost so many re-ups, they don’t want to lose anymore. War on drugs. Government’s losing the war. I don’t watch the news anymore. Fuck your point of view, don’t want views anymore. Them MC, you’re confusing me for. I’ve been said to abuse all the frauds. Same thing we had G-Unit for. Why we don’t rate Ja Rule anymore? Flawless, but I never been on the floor. Top notch, but I never been on tour. All of your projects, poor. Could never get 5 whacks for the sauce. Darg, look at the state of your life. Look at the state of your wife. Stop, look at the stakes all the time. That’s why you make mistakes all the time. You ain’t from NY or the Chi. So much bottle. I’m in my prime. ’08, I was in a A3 S-Line. Trap time got me a cake for cause price. These youts just want to play with knives. HMP, they’re gonna stay there for life. These boys ain’t got no drive. New crib. Put 3 whips on the drive. Which 9 to 5? Never been whipped in my life. Wuss, wuss, wuss. Behind bars. Up there can’t stop there. Yeah. Yo. ‘Cause I don’t ever eat my words. Don’t even eat my girl. Could never trust no Judas. ‘Cause that’s what got Jesus killed. I bag these tings by eye. Don’t even need no skills. I can’t be working retail. I ain’t got people skills, that’s why I don’t ever eat my words. Don’t even eat my girl. Could never trust no Judas, ’cause that’s what got Jesus killed. I bag these tings by eye. I don’t even need no skills. I can’t be working retail, ’cause I ain’t got people skills, like yo. Yo. Anti Rasheed. Link Up TV, mandem. Wuss. Up there, E300. Yo. I don’t care where you’re bad from, like dark skin vibes. Man are world boss like light skin vibes. Whole heap of vibes and I don’t even write. Dark skin gyal, that’s what me like. Light skin gyal as well, love that. up like light skin boys. Hope you get freedom like dark skin boys. If you never travel, no woman or child get locked up like light skinned boys. Hope you get freedom like dark skinned boys. Yo. Yo. It’s the boogeyman, boogeyman. Jump on a beat and I bully man, bully man. Yo.
It’s the boogeyman, boogeyman. Jump on a beat and I bully man, bully man. It’s the boogeyman. Listen. Yo. Aye. Yo. The man are not like me, you know. Pull up on the block and try to fight me, you know. I ain’t even gonna try to slide with 10 man. Come ’round here, man, I slide on my own. Put a bally on and carry on and slide with a pole. You don’t want a lyrical bine in your dome. You don’t wanna see Amz live on the throne. You don’t wanna see Amz live with the smoke. North side spitter, I’m a north side hitta. I know north side killers from the north side, nigga. Better than me, no way, how you figure? 16’s got an itch, you don’t want to see the trigger. Yes. Link Up TV Behind Bars. I’m Zino. Listen. The man are not like me, you know. Pull up on the block and try to fight me, you know. I ain’t even gonna try slide with 10 man. Come ’round here, man Yo. North side spitter, I’m a north side hitta. I know north side killers from the north side, nigga. Better than me? No way. How you figure? 16’s got an itch, you don’t wanna see the I just click-clack-pow. Get man down. Let me show you how a real north boy sound. Let me show you man what this north boy about ’cause I’m Zino. I’ve been the talk of the What are you talking about? I’m bringing back grime from the drought, but true say grime been about. I’ve been chilling with Sky. You don’t want to see my arm rise. Just know I got the thingy in the pouch. Just A-M double Z-I-I. You don’t want to see me with bine, bine. You don’t want to see me with Sky, Sky. Put an MC in a zoot and then lie, lie. Come ready for the war. Man done said that before. We’re the same ones, real to the core. You ain’t seen what I saw. Feds coming, kicking off the door ’cause they heard I had something in the Put an MC in the morgue. Don’t wanna end up on the floor with a fist that will twist up in your You’ll be feeling hella sore. No-no, I’m getting up the score ’cause I’m ready for the, ready for the, ready for the, ready for the war. Man done said that before. We’re the same ones, real to the core. You ain’t seen what I saw. Feds coming, kicking off the door ’cause they heard I had something in the Put an MC in the morgue. Don’t wanna end up on the floor with a fist that will twist up in your jaw, leave you feeling hella sore. No-no, I’m getting up the score ’cause I’m ready for the, ready for the And so it’s A-M double Z. Man want smoke, tell him, but he ain’t ready. Tell man, “Come here, then.” Top MC, you ain’t 2 or one of them. Gyal trust me, I got ‘nough of them. Bars, got enough of them. Reloads, enough of them. Guns, had one, but need me another skeng. Need me a big yard with a big car and a garden with weed so man can just bun on them. Listen. You are not ready when I step. Got a semi that’s ready to hit a belly in the ends. It’s boogey the bully, I’ll put a blicky to your neck. Disrespect, don’t run, ’cause I’m bullying again. Bully again. Bully the beat, I bully the flow. Boogey in a goodie, coming to bully your bro. Trust me, boogey is coming If I say right now, then it ain’t no joke. I move silent, G. If I get loud, can’t silence me. When I’m in a set, I’ve got bine with me. I’ma bind a sneak. Tell these MCs they cannot buy this. I move silent, G. If I get loud, can’t silence me. When I’m in a set, I’ve got bine with me. I’ma bind a sneak. Tell these MCs they cannot buy this, see. Came up off a 3.5, turned that to a Q. Everybody’s planned up till they get punched in the face and don’t know what to do. Gyal tryna lose their skirt, but they lost their mind, they don’t know how to move. We got ’em down on the high road, bait, like, I ain’t got nothing to lose. Still back shot killing it. Back of the yard, he danced with a bad one, billing it. Attitude militant, swag game brilliant. Still got fur like Phineas. Still got herbs and medicines. Unc popped out on a perc, medding it. Gyal chat talk ’bout celibate, don’t free it up on Yo. Me and Cease, that’s Kane and Lynch. Wayne and Biggs up front like inch. Still slap shots off the high road. Last week, see Big Fizz try slap it in. Came up off a 1.2, put three and made it flip. Bando nice and this land don’t sleep. Still up 2 fours tryna make it rip. Diddy dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip. Up 2 fours tryna make it pop. He pulled up, got shot same day. Me and Bandz went half on a dot. Don’t lift up your wrist for your risk here. It was me and Sweeno writing ’em off. Yo, yo, yo. the dance with a goon. Got too sweet once and then built me a zoot. Said she love me, show me the proof. Gyal, turn round, bounce that, show me your moves. Stepped in clean, got the mandem through. Galdem through and I hand ting through. Nothing but tugs when I’m walking through. Aye, rude boy. If you ain’t got ten for getting up, once have I run off and left my bredren. See man switch sides and get left. Ain’t peppered, I put on my leathers, get him in seconds. If bro don’t get him, I’m letting him off. She’s rolling with me, stop belling her off. She know about the Gs, stop telling her off. And if I wasn’t lit like this, could I have been like that getting chips like him? See MSki boot all you’re hearing is. See Storm in the back, tell her shake up her tings. Bad one tryna draw my spliff. Give her rolls, just cool till I bake off with it. Big T just baking with it. T Bandz over there just baking with it. Look. Up top like me and Cease. Coulda been Sweeno, coulda been LD. Bro still tryna turn him CBD. Had this gyal over here taking BBC. Swing it back, ain’t no need to keep. Q8 on the roads, that’s Need for Speed. Came a long way from landing Ps. Yo. Link Up TV Behind Bars. Yo. Behind Bars: Link Up TV, sir Spyro. Brr. Yeah. J, I had a dream. Yo. Yeah. Bait only works if they bite. Mash-up world, it’s a risk to be nice. Fool me once, but can’t fool me twice. Sweet ones still attract them flies. Don’t pedestal them man, they lie. I’m on BBC like Stephen Fry. I’ma pop in like Dick Van Dyke. Gone in a flash once I step off the mic. Gun fingers in the sky. Brr.
Stop tellin’ me you’re in my corner. I can feel the lies in your aura. All I see is projected trauma. I got my backpack on like I’m Dora. Grind for my unborn daughter. Man still want me, Señora. Buy me some time and a quarter. Revenge is sweet, I’m a hoarder. Don’t like it, then I ain’t for ya. On recorder. Now they love my team ‘cross the border. Man go and I pack a drip water. Tall girls, more time they come shorter. Main character, director and author. Tryin’ to save these sheep from the slaughter. You lack consistency. That’s why you ain’t here with me. I’m a different breed. Take and seize all I want and need. Beg you don’t beg friend, please. They ask how I got here fast. I say, “It’s good karma.” They seem pissed off with my answer. Came through like a natural disaster. Really that star ’cause I’m really that borrower. Certain MCs just follow to pree, waiting for a break-up ’cause they think they can be. You belong on the streets. Each to their own, I belong in the seats where the rich ones eat. Short and sweet ’cause you ain’t that deep. You ain’t got nuance, can’t put you on. Send me a BPM that I ain’t fluent. Used to watch Devilman, queued-on. Now every MC yam like udon. Go where they want me to go. Chamomile herbs in my tea and my smoke. I don’t inflate your ego stroke. Talkin’ ’bout chat, but we hardly spoke. Too much ganja and too much coke. You can suck on these bars, sip these lines then choke. Used to think their bars were a joke. Really try do this, it’s long like cruises. Ain’t big enough to be Judas, their fakeness oozes. A pandemic of the fickle. Don’t like them, not a likkle. Yeah, I still act civil. I deserve more like triple. I look sweet, but I make man shiver. Smoke and mirror, punch and kicker. The way I think, relay and deliver. Are like glitter. When I’m on sets it’s like babysitter ’cause I’m that much bigger. They don’t get my picture, get my stance. Told you already I’d done up your dance. And I Yo, yo, yo, yo. Yeah. Suck you mum season. I never said them words for no reason. Suck you mum season. I never said them words for no reason. If there ain’t a bag involved, they ain’t there. If they’re in a bag involved, they ain’t- Are you ready? Why speak? A great leader. Room reader. Bruck a man down like Shiva. They all want a taste like shisha. Me na break bread when I leach ya. Militant, Julius Caesar. Colder than freezer. So they press me for a feature. Don’t rate him, me neither. Nah, couldn’t. Show love to MCs, but I shouldn’t. Say they could do what I do, and they would, but they wouldn’t. Irie, why would they try me? None of them like me. Do it to spy me. Cat like Siamese. Active and lively. Set come pepper and fiery. Know that I’m blessed with my best in behind me. It’s highly unlikely. Top of the roster, rightly. They don’t even come so slightly. Oi,
I’ve got a 16. Spray like a M16. When I pull up on the set, it’s mean. Spyro told me we don’t do midi. That’s why I don’t see them on the CC. Pree my CV, the labels are needy. Next to wrong grime, and I can’t see DD. Eskimo dance in my hat down low. Told them from day, “Man ah mahn move easy.” Wiley told me, “Sub, you’re the one in North.” The mission shall not pause. Cops call me by the old school walls. Shaolin Temple, forest floor. Look, I’m on a reckless one. I’ma get neck on a necklace, 1. You couldn’t, you couldn’t test this one. Played the game on a Tetris one. It’s North London to the end, my friend. Shellington Square, they don’t want it with 10. Nobody’s safe from way back when. I was letting man know it was me, not It’s North London to the end, my friend. Shellington Square, they don’t want it with 10. Nobody’s safe from way back when. I was letting man know it was me, not 10. They’re not relevant. Aim and shoot like Ben and ’em. One shot, kill like Eminem. Take out ten of them. Oi, listen. Live in my hometown. Live in the T. You already know how it goes already. Myso Subten in the building. Shout out Link Up. Shout out Spyro each and every time. Oi, listen. I’ve got a 16. Spray like a M16. When I pull up on the set, it’s mean. Spyro told me we don’t do midi. That’s why I don’t see them on the CC. Pree my CV, the labels are needy. Next to wrong grime, and I can’t see DD. Eskimo dance in my hat down low. Told them from day, “Man ah mahn move easy.” Wiley told me, “Sub, you’re the one in North.” The mission shall not pause. Cops call me by the old school walls. Shaolin Temple, forest floor. Look, I’m on a reckless one. I’ma get neck on a necklace, 1. You couldn’t, you couldn’t test this one. Played the game on a Tetris one. It’s North London to the end, my friend. Shellington Square, they don’t want it with 10. Nobody’s safe from way back when. I was letting man know it was me, not It’s North London to the end, my friend. Shellington Square, they don’t want it with 10. Nobody’s safe from way back when. I was letting man know it was me, not them. They’re not relevant. Aim and shoot like Ben and ’em. One shot, kill like Eminem. Take out ten of them. They can’t lean on man like codeine mixed with Phenergan. Back in the den again. Basement dungeon, rooftop, 9.66 resident. Flew like a pelican. Jumped out the blue light, Ivy, way too elegant. Man, I lock down shows like Pelican Bay. It’s a training day in North. Bank on me, don’t bank on lawyers. I spin a sound boy straight off his horse. Roman Reigns when I rise my shoulder. Wear my shin pads when I’m on this field. Highlight reel like Chris Jericho. They highlight my reels when I get them wheels. What’s with the stopping and starting? I just came to do clarting. Dracarys when I’m baring. I might dearly depart him. Street Fighter, Sagat, scar him. Tiger uppercut. Fold my arms and stand here laughing. Ghost writer, who’s asking? Light work, little bit of sparring. I am the creative spark, the reason why the riddim them charting. Excuse me, I beg your pardon. Man get bright and that’s when I dark him. Oh, yes! I might put him in a coffin right there in the bottom of the garden. Reported missing on the side of the carton. Shots bombard him. 15 carbon, sidewalk business, Erling Haaland. Ice cold with the flow, I slalom. Skipping on the rhythm, swinging like Tarzan. Moving mad, straight out of Arkham. Down to earth, but really I’m a Martian. See me marching, breezing past in parallel parking. Aston Martin, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom. Look, I got the dogs dem barking. Galdem dancing, sweet like planting. Only a few will see the apartment. Miss me with all of that jargon ’cause I don’t want to see them.Police departments. Speak to sergeants. Going from a beat to beating charges. Some gyal in the street are heartless. Cheap like market. Seeking artists. Looking for an easy target. Don’t get me started. Deuces up. Okay. I reloaded 32 bars in a clip, fully loaded every single last one of you can hold it. Bullet. Come around me and get scolded. Eroded. There’s no way to sugarcoat it. I’m corrosive. Explosive. That man is some deck chairs. Watch him get folded. Okay. Ten emcees, then it’s ten pin bowling. Unstoppable when I get the ball rolling. Drink could strike at any given moment. Out here, breaking up opponents. Oh dear. Send my condolence. That man will do anything for cheese. Look at them. Dirty little rodents. Okay. It’s not fair. They’re cockroaches. Clout chasers. Vultures. Man want to come around and talk about culture. These jokers, self-promoters. Fake. All of them bogus. Colombo mode. What? You think I didn’t notice? Okay. One more thing. Bullet. Hold it. Sweet Mother Mary. Sweet Mother Joseph. Emcee step, then get ghosted, toasted, roasted. Closest. You and your mate, whoever’s closest. Don’t get me. Yo.
Big Ice. Listen, yo. Big Ice and I’m back like karma. I’m the cream of the crop, no Palmer. Mate’s got a big stick, no charger. We put it in his pants, bananas in pajama. Box in his head, nobody armor. Now he looking like he cheat on his barber. I’m a hard gyal, but I’m screaming wahala. Anybody bringing the drama get lava. When I said it’s simple, it’s simple. No pimple get popped, no shingle. Now we swindle, getting shot, no gimbal. Got a symbol in his cheek, no dimple. Slap to your head, leave a line or wrinkle. Won’t call at your doorbell, no jingle. You could get lit, no sprinkles. You will get in the way, it’s that simple. Watch it. Can’t gatekeep, get a locksmith. My hood mate said to empty the boxes. I’m from east like Ronnie and Roxy. Big sir. Big Link Up TV. Big up the mandem, the galdem inside. 0161. Listen. Watch it. Can’t gatekeep, get a locksmith. My hood mate said to empty the boxes. I’m from east like- Ronnie and Roxie’s. Watch it. Can’t gatekeep, get a locksmith. My hood mate said to empty the boxes. I’m from east like Ronnie and Roxy. I’m bare cocky, but I ain’t Cockney. From up north where we move like foxes. Big Ice, put the kettle on if you watching. Box man like Don King. You’re a donkey. Might do grime, might do an X5. Might take bus like I blew an X5. I’m a piano ting when I release last night. No Lord of the Mics if it ain’t Big Ice. From money like Connie and King Kai. They said they got bags, but they all been lying. Look down that road if you want to cross I. Got my fam doing time, they ain’t done that crime. Yo. I want the green, no khaki. Got my hood and a little Black Barbie. And these times when I chill with Harvey. Big boys better run, no Cardi. Come on man. Straight after M6. Yo. Uh. I want the green. I want the green. I want the green. Why. Sir. I want the green, no khaki. And a little Black Barbie. And these times when I chill with Harvey. Big boys better run, no Cardi. And I’ve got mates that’ll lick up the party. Might dig out your face, no gardening. And he got a flick in the place, need sharpening. Might call on the boys, they’re starving. Can take my dinner. North side nigga get wet, distiller. We don’t smile back, Mac Miller. Pump in your mouth, look like lip filler. I’m from the streets, something like Mike Skinner. Man UTD, not Aston Villa. Sweet like melty Snicker. This Lady Ice is a raptor. Yeah. Yeah.
Got ’em in tears like Wu Tang, whose hand hit the bottle and sip? 2 chums, you bang better than ever without human. You run blocking the melanin, go to ham. Shoe gang over the head without durag. Crew bad, everyone on it be like blue tack, human. It’s not a biggie without Tupac. Kill, what? Can you forget? And we don’t do that. Yeah. I’m done. No rockstar should be top for the punk. No big man should say that he bad ’cause he only been bad ’cause he big for the front. Yeah.
He the soft one that I’ll pick from the bunch. Only like cheese that I stick for the bun. Kodak Black said he don’t like Black girls, like your dad never done breed with your mom. And he get scared ’cause we ease the pole and I got hair longer than a weave and a brush. 80,000 views in one day. I heard that you get about 12 in a month. And I never did charge, but the comb the plug. Big man giving up music for love. Everybody better stay woke when I’m up. See you with nobody’s cup of tea in a mug. Ice. Look. I got pulled over by 2 Black youths, and since that day, man, it ain’t been stress-free. Before they slapped on the sirens, I thought they would chase a man to come up out and chef me. 44 ’cause that’s the baitest whip. Had to look twice when I saw that S3. I ain’t got no soft drinks on me, but I did have the red version of Pepsi. I’m trying to fly through traffic. If that car pulls out, I might get nicked and injured. I just hit the back roads, bare neeky residents are shouting and pointing fingers. He was only on low, but my boy went hammer in west. J dot linger. This Captain America over Bruce Banner. The green thing stinks and the smell does linger. I said I don’t deal with no nitties, but these strong pub youths behave a bit similar. Last bit of gear just fell on the floor. He wiped it on his gun with the tip of his finger. Ugh. Yuck. Not my business. that’s what you’re into. I’m more scared of the nigga in his boot cuts with his hi-vis tryna blend in his Sprinter. Of course. And if you’re broke, bro, it feels like you’re living in hell. I’m tryna bring the packs in like immigrants, then get rid of them, Priti Patel. When I was young, I done it for me and the fam. You probably did it for girls. I need some wins for the rest of my life. It’s been a long time that I’m living with Ls. I hit bush market, A17. “Oi, boss man, give me them digital scales.” I weigh P5s at naught.4s. In house parties, I be hitting them sales. I just saw feds on Great West Road, and I was just coming from Chiswick as well. Hit the next exit, onto the back road. Change my gear, then I’m whizzing as well. If I get nicked, I’ll be sitting in cells. I’m shitting myself. Need a safe house in every postcode. That’s why I go flirt with a million girls. Still owe my whole life to my big bro. I won’t try chat like I did it myself. And I don’t beef, I just chase Ps. But if a boy snitches, I’m drilling as well. And what you see here, and what you hear here, let it stay here or don’t come back here. I had that poster inside my kitchen. No snitching, I was raised with black fear. When you’re young and you realize you’re broke, cried out mad tears. PTSD every time I get money. I can’t spend this, I just have to stack it. PTSD every time I get paid. Can’t spend this, well, I just have to save. Life’s fucked up but I think that’s bait. Everyday grind tryna make that change. I first held a strap 9 years of age. I aimed at a pack, my old friend’s face. Didn’t have bullets, I still tried shoot. His little bro try and salt my race. Anywhere that I see Jakes, man skid off. And what do you know about taking chase and they get so close to your back, that lid off? You can’t do that in 025. My bro tried it, he got himself writ off. You better hope that you land on your feet. Stash that grub. You saying, “Dip off, I really got this food on me,” but no, that was not obvious like stains on an apron. You ain’t ever seen a man all mad on his phone like Liam Neeson in Taken? That’s what happen when you consign food, but you don’t keep up with the payment. Man bite more than they can chew. It doesn’t make sense. Your phone line’s vacant. I’ve just seen a man put his nose to his hand. Please try know he’s not wiping booger. No, I’m not topping no cake in the pub. I stepped in there with the icing sugar. When I got food off them Marley yutes, it was not pares and suker. Man know of course from music, some man just think Mike is a jugger. And what do you know about killing that trap, flipping that script? Now I’m killing it legal. With the skills that I learned like blending, it’s got me mingling with different people. One day I’m in the pub with the geezers, sipping on cider, everyting cushty. Next day, I’m on the block with the mandem, summertime, hitting it off a pushy. See the Hi-Vis vest and trousers, I done it in orange and I done it in yellow. Man, they had me blending so comfy that I would see Jakes and nod like, “Hello.” And if they still try chase you, please don’t panic, be calm and mellow. Most man get nicked but they should’ve got away, but they’re too shaky like Jell-O. I seen a man get cheffed and scream. London, it’s a nightmare, not a dream. Every other day, man are tryna do a get back. Not vending, that sweets machine. Cash rules every damn ting that’s green. Make sure you trust everyone on your team. If I don’t make it out of the hood, that’s RIPs or just free me. Get on, I will do them. It’s Logan from the other side, you know I said Shellers. Man’s getting nothing but bars. It’s Logan from the other side, you know. ‘Cause we’re up, up, up, up, up. Shellers. Man’s getting nothing but flows. Said, get on, I will do them. When me sing said hot there, everyting hot there. Gyal dem are hot there when badman up there. Double talk are mad when we’re up there. Pure vibes up there. Wicked and wise, pure vibes when we up there. Hot there, no bwoy can test when we up there. We no play no puppy show when we up there. Big darg, me are par with when me up there. Big darg, me are par with when me up there. Up there, no bwoy can stop there. No bwoy can floss there. No bwoy can move there. If a bwoy try, then the man go drop there. If a war, then one of man got hold 2 box there. Unlock, yes, we have it unlock there. In charge, we are running when we up there. No gyal, me no play tag when we up there. No gyal, me no play tap yow. Them other know, say, me no play games inna my town. Kill them bwoy from sunrise to sundown. All of them aggo get bun down. Them are from, from war when me a go run them down. Best that them take caution. ‘Cause everyting get bombard when me forward. More time, me move heartless. I put it all on the line for the mandem like Buskill and the Heartless Crew. Couldn’t really care about none of your crew. Bring all of them, all of them will get slewed. Real life, me a talk no cartoon. Wrap them up like Tutankhamun. Like big K, give me space, give me room. Beg unuh just keep calm and cool. More turn them over straight dead. If unuh want act cool. They don’t really want no guts be turned crass. Got flows that are tight like gyal see a tar. But a couple of Bwoys be a slight arts and crafts. So we are commercial, it’s my lot in war. Know say me so eager. Keep calm, you know the procedure. Make them sweat like them happy one. Step on them and I’ma 03 long. Shoes when me step out the whip under the, the, under the, under the, under the palm of my shoes. Drop kick them inah my size 9 boots. Right. Yo, Behind Barz, link up. Link Up TV. B- Behind Barz. Yo. will do them. Yes. Yo. Step out the whip under the palm leaf. When me step out out the
the whip under the palm leaf. When me step out the whip under the palm leaf. When me step out. Yo, when me say Better yet, any new school or old school veteran. It’s evident we are not the same specimen. I’ve been out here doing self-development. Yo, bells palsy, start of the year, had me on the ropes, had to switch impediment. No message. Just eye toward regiments got me back onto my bag and feels magnificent. Yo, me have style and me have style and me have authentic original stylee. Heavy when me never get rated highly, but some people sound boy want fi try me. Yo, none of them there, none of them can try me. Better yet, even stand by me. Learn from the best, man, I grew up on Wiley. Learn from the best when we sing, when we say, “Come ready, ready for the war. Anywhere we there, know we ready for the war. Will you come early and get ready for the war? The whip under the palm leaf ’cause we’re ready for the war. On radio, them aggo get bombard. On stage, show them or get bombard. On radio, them or get bombard. Bombaclart, everything I get bombard. When I’m on my Q, I got H room. I got nothing but wings like Michael Schumacher. 4 wheels on track like Schumacher. Think I’ll keep coming fast like Schumacher. Yo, hard dem. I follow the procedure. Keep calm, you know the procedure. Make them sweat like them happy one. Step on them and I’ma 03 long. Yo, said could never try war me. Trust me, not even inna my sleep. I got one eye open when I’m sleeping like Rinse– I’ll do to the best posse. And that’s why man are top 3. Me have style, you give all the best posse. Stop me? Them coulda never tried we. It’s marked in DNA, the enemy jinxed. Take times, take cheapies, trust me. Box them boy like me name Apollo Creed. More than my wifey still him look like seal. So it’s best that you move up the tins. Get real. You already know my team. People really care about anything. Left for he, that boy arm wrestling. Yo, chop them up-Barking, solid. You already know my side. More time, me ask him if he could have wine. Me now catch up. Now I’m in a germy tide. Flash kick them that me need is guile. You already know my steez. Set trends, told them I try company. So bad, no me never drink Hennessy. Summer on point, none of them ready for me. Yo. You already know when me there. In the northwest, turn that when me there. Yo. Bad man take anywhere me there. Cause the weapon that they palm me anywhere me there. Yo. You already know what’s good. Take one of gal if she a little good. She a open and left me low gone real good. So she are gonna hold nothing. From young me a walk with me gun out. Test it get bun out. Shot fly all over. Let me know I come out. Sun rise on morning, night time it done out. People want to and test them get. Them no one coming. People start running. Man about shot and fire start burning. Driver pull over quickly then turn him. Crocodile teeth all over like Sonny, Peter, John, Paul and Ed when I’m coming. Start up the engine fast and then done him. Take we a girl with internet loving. Too quick like and I got him. Volume shot him. Murder for anyone plotting. Remember you didn’t see. Volume and shot him. Murder for anyone plotting. Remember you didn’t see. True we are cleaning, cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. Beer gun shot any time I seen him. Head back bust out the man then run over. But gal them a scheme, gal them a scheme. I said clean him, clean him, clean him, clean him. Beer gun shot any time I seen him. Head back bust out the man then run over. crown my team me I wreck that. My mic ting take out your whole head back. Real ting no time for the set back. Yo big money we are get that. Black crown my team me I wreck that. My mic ting take out your whole head back. Real ting no time for the set back. Gunshot make a man start cry cry. Bleed out then a man start die die. Buju Banton boom bye bye bye. We all walk and gunshot fly fly. Bombowold better mind your C code. Cause I find you when shots start beat out. Public half of the name do you speak about. 2 clap and at the head make them scream out. But check this. Friend thing fuck up. On sight thing when I see man. Trust me the whole thing broke up. Man wanna indirect me. Tell a man shut up. You don’t want to pancake, to pancake, to pancake. Man get broke up. You don’t want to pancake, to pancake. I spiral bring in. Wait. Oh that. Oh I send shot. I know you that. Can’t anything test me. I slew that. Gunshot take off your face and shoe back. Got lost cut face like lemon. Yo J Ring walk on with your dep on. Anything want test will get taken. Gunshot I bend like shot from Beckham. Brixton ask them boat and peck em. Me don’t tell you what it asks them dep on. So beg your pardon. Tell a boy walk on. Don’t make me dig out anything from the garden. Well undisturbed em. Me I take everything. Ring the alarm then. No book. Don’t bother ring the alarm then. One shot take off your knees and arms then. You don’t want arms then. Ease. Make a man freeze. Gunshot take off your knees if you’re bad then squeeze. Go on beg please. Get frightened then caw police. Get smoked like trees in the West Indies. Like a hot day upon the beach. Make a gal say cheese. I like them man make money I never beg. From young me a walk with me something. Get caught like mutton. Then you want to hype up and press me button. Then apologize like all of a sudden. When we look like Joe Budden. Get cast and get vexed but don’t write me text. Cashing on me hand no right no man check. Oh no no my name a man find it X. Spiral. Yeah I’m from Spanish Town. You can go there. My youth calm down tell a man go away. Jamaica boy. Land and swagger. Man can’t chat to my bench like sprogger. Done already they call me J Wingback. Real dog them they call me J Macker. Grow up on Soul of a Ninja man. Love it most when ninja catch Shabba. Don’t it. And if you see them bad then don’t it. They feel like can swing then don’t it. What you know about the king then don’t it. Well then step another ring then don’t. And get left on your back then don’t. Cause you know about me style then don’t. I’ve been gone for a while then don’t. They mount your own. Please don’t get me started. But this boy got me started. I stepped in and I started banging him. This boy just started rattling. This boy got me started. I stepped in and I started. Killer combos were just hitting him. Killer combos were just dropping him. Reach for the baseball bat. Swing. Bah! Hey big up Spyro man. Big up my G. Come on man. Done oh man. Big up my cuz Cruz. Big up Soul Lodge. Get me. My brother. Big up Milly Major. Yo. Catch some of them what I’m up. Start shutting them up. What are you doing here? Start fucking them up. That boy there. Start banging him. Chance. Tame. Start dragging him. Draw for the guy. Start gun backing him up. Good job I’m pleased. I’m trying. Only made them come off the block. Don’t bend it. Time over. All time’s tiring. Great. Bye. Yeah. No movement. Knees on the floor. Catch you by the back of the flats. Great. Bye. Yeah. You’re on the floor. No movement. You’re on the floor. Way too much to handle. I’m a handful. MCs get dismantled. If it’s war, I ain’t on peace. Do your research, you’re gonna find man’s on grease. Long time since I never nyam some beef. Come and bun man’s skin like man’s on beach. True, man are trying to be legit now and not sit down and just stamp out beats. Man stamp it out. Dem man know what man’s about as well as make man’s clout like hand-me-downs. bap. Boi, boi. Level. Crazy ting. close? We do the most. Anytime I rise this, something mount and a man ghost. If it’s war, you won’t see me online and boast. Man will find out where you’re posted and post up. I was doing road, boxes and Os. Bar, lyrics and bars, I’ve got some of those as well. Man can’t tell me about flows. I’m a bad boy. They know my style explodes, it’s loads. Anyway, back to the roads. Trap line reggae kind of cats want to know. Flatline niggas if I slap the revolve. We bring the heat like gas on a stove. It’s bine. It’s bine. It’s bine. It’s bine. It’s, it’s, it’s- Yo. yo, yo. What kind of things that he have. When I find out though, it’s best we can stop. I’ll come for the P’s that he stacked and come for all the food that he blocked. Uh, better hand over the bags. Your boys don’t wanna see you shot. If I kick down the door to your flat, damn well clear out your house on the spot. Clear! All the things in your house. Clear!
All the things in your fridge. Clear! All the plates in the rack. Clear!
All your kiddies’ toys. Clear!
All your CD rack. Won’t get none of your CDs back. Drag off your curl rail from the wall. Kick off your HD TV for the style. I’m a sly tackler. Take the mic, you’ll know my power, bruv. Before you try me, try suicide first. I’ll make you ring like a lighter, ya know. I’m a striker, ya know. 9 on my back, I rise and slap. Leave your mind in your lap when my guys on attack. Slide with a whack. The whack tastes small like a micro, ya know. No, all I need is a driver, ya know. I pull up and I cut him like a spider, ya know. I pull up and I cut him like a driver, ya know. I pull up and I crush him, I’m a slider. Man will come and bine ya. They let me come and find ya, ya know. Gunshot fire, I’m like Tiger, ya know. You don’t want to see me at your show or your listening party. I’m a light guy, know. Fam, shit can get tricky if you’re getting lippy. Chubbers getting flicky on the tip, tippin’ with me. Who’s gonna slide though? Me, definitely. Dem man there are iffy. Be there in a jiffy with a blade or the blicky, but I picky. Different my team would have thought I play with City. You can’t take the mick off. If I console the committee on the streetlight, bruv, them man slide. Me and my guys in the ride. Slide.
Anytime we step outside. Slide.
Come try mash up your vibe. Man can’t swallow no pride, that’s why man slide. Me and my guys in the ride. Slide. Anytime we step outside. Slide. Jeez. Ask about MBRUM, I serve my town. Build a line up straight from the ground. I ain’t gotta trap in no team to get pounds. See, if there’s a problem with me, my guys will rise up if it all goes down. Sold white, sold green, sold brown. After those easy I still about, but still I got myself caught in the trap because the same old shit’s going round and round. You know bag up the ounce and bounce. You know look out the sale and bounce. Shoot my shot, gotta make shit count because I’m trying to run it up some stupid amounts. You see, I need me a hundred thou and times that by a hundred thousand. 1000, 1000, I can’t stop now. When they hear me, they get the ‘nostalgia because I’ve been living this way before ‘012. What’s the paps when the loudest smiles. I hate when man act like they’re getting dough in the stacks no more for killing the eyebrow. Public service announce, Cee knows back, there’s no time to slack and the phone keeps beating. I can’t slack this evening, I just need cash and I’m breezing. Hungry, starving, the boy keeps eating. Had a couple years off then I can’t see them. Watch how the tough boy move next season. Score, I can’t stop squeezing. Till I die, this game I ain’t leaving. I ain’t leaving until I stop breathing. I know it sounds hard but I make it look easy. I go over hard, you do what needs be. Still after the mills like ZZ. Came up off of handing out CDs. Freebies, never got listeners in Sydney. Being honest since I was a little pickney. Can’t slip on these streets if sitting in a cell banged up, man are screaming, “Free me.” Because I sold wasted talent and I got bags to make plus I need a break. Full stop till it’s all patterned. So high that I’m sitting on Saturn. I never had this since I was 20 years old sitting in the basement in jammers. And the washt. Bare cappers. Man are tidy, you tie, that’s wrappers. Yeah. Just picked up the wrong thing. Trust me, this one’s the killer for the nose. Guarantee calling back within hours. This shit’s powers, the way you see the money fold. Out of your mind like Dame Bow is. Get devoured, I’m too skilled with the flows. We slang loads of it like the cash flow. Every day man swerve on the back roads. I see man chatting like they’re bad boys but the truth is you ain’t a killer and it shows. Bad boy MC, I’ve been one of those. Wake up, call you will get one of those. I ain’t a gold digger digging for gyal but you’re better off digging for gold. Blood, stick to the code. Better than me, nah bro. Better off trying to rep like Listen, I’m in 2-0 where the goons roll. Move heavy like a sumo when I do road. Found a loophole with a cheat code. Got it locked like Kiko when I deep hole. Just got a kilo for the dealio. You can’t get this price for dirt cheap, bro. It’s so real anytime I speak though. When you’re acting like Danny DeVito. Boats look like notes on Avelino. Style and pattern like Moschino. Who that trigger speaker? Chop Cee know. What are you on about, man? Brum town in the fucking building. Oi, Spyro, wagwan? Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Link Up TV, you know we in the building. Yeah. Who’s that trigger speaker? Chop Cee know. Yeah. Where was I? You know. Who’s that trigger speaker? Chop Cee know. In my line of work I am the hero. Of course I got oil like my Yo, yo, listen. Course I got cream like my name CeeLo. I know what it’s like to be down and out. Spent too many days and nights on 0. Now Chop’s is back for everything that he’s owed. But hear me though. I remember I never had no line and my phone lines jumping like jacks. Ain’t fiction, it’s fact. On the rhythm I attack this pack, no gas. Know me, I ain’t gotta boast or brag. She can recognize that a real G from the stance. Sounds in the verse and the rhythm gets murked. I’m feeling like Bruiser Alonso- I’m from N-E-W, N-E-W, N-E-W-H-A-M. That’s N-E-W, N-E-W, N-E-W-H-A-M. N-W-H-A-M. I’m W when I write with a pen. I’m from the bits where man will get shanked on the road before their supply on the leng like. Pass me the mic and I’ll show you what meeting with death is. It’ll be like a scythe in my hand when I’m clenching. You could have a million foes in my road. There’s a million flows when I start meatheading. Redirect it. Any of the sending. Anybody gets it when I’m in the zone. A million tokes and a million stogies. Every don in the scene I can smoke. Million bars on my phone. Even with a million bars on my phone my battery dies every time I rap-. Free the man in grange for murking, rehearsing. Backing up slowly no wonder where the worst went. If I end the pain they know that it’s curtains. I be in the East where the beasts be lurking. Put man under my shoe, you’re a vermin. So I don’t wanna talk about you. I don’t wanna talk about them. I just wanna talk about me. Man don’t really know it’s the East man ah man with the flow my G. Yeah.
Yeah. I don’t wanna talk about you. I don’t wanna talk about them. I just wanna talk about me. Man don’t really know it’s the East man ah man with the flow my G. So shudda, I don’t want to hear no chat. Half of the scene be whack. When I start letting off flows, see many lose focus. They will get severed like a wetta’s in my bag and it might be in it. Ain’t friends with nobody in the scene and I don’t move timid. Shades with the blaze on the waist like Riddick and my heart moves dark, coke and the spirit. Lazy eye, crazy mind and I see things differently. Take my time and I got a good voice cah man been divine. Vibrate with it, they can’t steal my shine like Lazy eye, crazy mind and I see things differently. Take my time. Still miss me because I’m still the guy. Chasing money every day I’m alive like What? It’s long. I don’t wanna have to end you with a song. I don’t wanna have to end you with a crew all confused so keep moving along like What? Fam, it’s long. I don’t wanna have to end you with a song. I don’t wanna have to end you with a crew all confused so keep moving along. Yo. Point me in the direction to the readies. These man are light work, ain’t ever been heavy. Tell ’em take time for things get techy. Too much tekkers nuff man have gone leggy. Still outside with the hunger in my belly. Still that guy, cyah bwoy ring off my celly. Yo, ain’t too friendly-friendly. I’m a star in her eyes like Matthew Kelly. Nightmare for MCs like man are Freddy. Might release a 2pack like Makaveli. Fully dark like I ordered a crate full of Henny. Yo, just made a quick bevy. Soon make first team like Louis Skelly. I’m gassed up same time man are not petty. Tell ’em take time. Tell ’em take time See their lighties. My device is Sunday Star City, I’m Big Mike. It’s mans just do it like a night tick. I got flavors, got herbs and got spices. Fees like ain’t got the slightest. Could get crash if mans ain’t invited. Whoa. Don’t ramp around or at me. I can’t talk to them, I’m anti. I don’t got no friends, just family. Might go take a flight in Zante. Whoa. Fire warden, man’s got heat. I’ve been cooking like Gordon Ramsay. I’ve been moving savage like Randy. What? She wants to grapple like Zangief. Whoa. Knows that I’m taken but she still want fi take her chances. Fancy that. Said I’m the one she fancies. We both know what she wants when she says that. Huh? I’ve got so much bangers waiting to bang I’ll be moving daft. Huh? If man want man fi drop haffi go through my agent cah man chat vast. Try know they ain’t fucking with me. Rode like a black cab, bare hit a bee. Telling my shots bare with me 15. Telling white lies, white lines what they feed. Still I’m in love with this process. Whip tracks in abundance, I’m printing these numbers. She in love with the progress. In the gym slim thin and she arch it, it’s wonders. Hit me up on the FaceTime. Shorty tipsy told me she want me to slide. I’m telling her that would be nice but I’m on slap with the guys. So if you’re active later I glide. That’s twin pipes when you hop in the ride. She got act shocked but don’t act surprised when she hear my reply what we’re doing tonight. Like I’ll keep it real I am not in the mood. Gotta lock in when there’s nothing to lose. I need my space phone stays on the moon. DND B I’ll be stuck in the booth. Pigs on my tail and I ain’t trying to see jail. I cannot stop with these tings in the boot. Bad not blonde she’s got reach like Brill. She go off the world when we fuck in the coupe like Skied needing them pills can’t sleep. Late night with Jaz off of 2 CB. Reckon that Yasmin on hoover the key. I just need me some bands and trees. I just need me my son and my peace. I ain’t asking for much, nothing is free. See the tax going up love’s never been cheap. Don’t ask what it cost it ain’t worth it to me. Not a DJ so I don’t mix and blend. Man’s anti like your mum’s close friend. Might reply might not it depends. Can’t get bribed to repost your requests ’cause they requesting my tax return so all my receipts nowadays get kept. Yeah, I gotta keep in check handling business. Lowing off man are now my business. Ruthless now I’m in a business. Gotta make sure that the kids dem are fed. End of the day man are in it to the end. Yo, I vocalled 2 tracks this week had a strong weekend. Man’s reunited like running the prem. Been thinking about my foreseeable future. Manifesting things sooner. How can Ishmael’s dad be a loser? That’s one nightmare like Freddy Krueger. Artist and an executive producer. One way road till I hit a manoeuvre. Now I’m plugged in like a router playing by new rules. All I need is 3 sixteens like Steve I’m stone cold. Austin Powers mans back with my mojo. On a big man ting like Volvo. No trim bars still stop for a photo. I’ve been putting in hours in the dojo. Can’t stop now and suffer from FOMO. Can’t violate that’s a no-no. Watch what you say like Jay said to Bruno. Flashbacks to me not rolling out the ashtray. I still get paranoid when I see po-po. Still need more marketing and promo. Yo, I been doing this all my life like K-Ci and JoJo. By now, should have won 2 or 3 MOBOs. Best grime act, new comer oh. Check, yo. Walk in the room and you know I’m on my barrers. I ain’t gotta slew cause you know I’m a barber that’s barrer than out bars your favorite fathers. B- b- b- barrers. Yo. Walk in the room and you know I’m on my barrers. I ain’t gotta slew cause you know I’m a barber that’s barrer than out bars your favorite Yo, check, yo. You ain’t ready for the war. I send a man sky, he ain’t ready for the scorch. You can’t take my flow and then think they record all my bars like a tech. Step to the door, enter this clip leave a mess on the floor. Thinking it’s sweet, it’s unlimited corn. Thinking it’s beef, it’s a militant swarm. 17, still got hella heat if you wanna Look, yo, Batman and Robin, me and Amzino. I ain’t a new plate dargie, I been known. Thinking it’s tact, I hide behind closed doors. That lyrical bind for your keyhole. Live, you know me bro, that is high caliber when I speak bro. Talk dem a talk, that’s corn all. I just shout N3 for the cheat codes. Look, man’s live on the rap. I ain’t got beef with them guys in the back. Just take a seat, I won’t lie to a man. Don’t care how seasoned you are cause I feed off a wah can. Tell TY put the fries in the bag. Vogue of the 9 if I find me a cat. Copy them man can’t find their own flow so I gotta show those who leech off of me. Look, yo, I gotta show yo yo. You can’t mess with me, me, but I’m not D Double. Look, the niggas run when they see trouble. Yeah. Yo. Many are my field, but I’m Socrates. Doubt my ting cause I’m soft and sweet but they stay in the shadows where the powers be. Yeah. Charge my Never the back of the pack, I’m leading. I tell the youth dem carry on dreaming. Them man lack on their track, no meaning. Them man wank, they spunk, they semen. Flow sick, but that’s one in a million reasons. I gotta make a hit this season. When I say I’m from Stockholm, I don’t mean Sweden. So in demand like weed in April. He gets the way that I act, I’m grateful. In my prime I love turns and tables. Loyal ones, I love Gs, that’s faithful. I got flavors trust I’m tasteful. After hours on Logic, no Abel. None of my lot ever need labels. Too busy putting bridges in stables. Trying to be stable. Trying to be the socket, the plug and the cable. I’m a multi-faceted angel. I reap what I sow and I feel enabled. Overworked and underpaid, so speak to me nice or leave me. My bars hold weight like a PT and old heads rate me, they want me on CD. I’m a businesswoman like RiRi. They hate when they’re not involved. I love when the truth unfolds, when their words don’t match what their actions show. Yeah.
Yo. So who’s the new grime leader? Big sound boy by far. Only a few dons that I rate that can spar. Know sef already for the war. Big man ting can’t take man for the undercard. Box them like Dillian and Dubois. I play no games but I’m old school like Commodore 64. Let me quickly digress, studio with SARS and Skrillex. Me and them could never be contest. My patterns, they got no access. Nevertheless, them still trynna big up them chests. Not me, them coulda ever impress. Me nah watch them but them still obsess. Watch alla them, they’re stressed. Should be happy more time I don’t rap like this cause everyting dead when I rap like this. When we far with alla them turn mannequin. No chat, them start back pedaling. Yo. Hold it some sound boy my love. Who dem a chat to? Could never me my love. Me bombard dibi dibi MCs my love. Me bombard dibi dibi MCs my love. Um, cause I don’t play no games. Me and them boy were on a different page. Fully gassed up something like propane. Highly flammable, yeah I spit flames. My head’s cool, never been the same. Big dog stand tall like Great Dane. Me and them boy far from the same. Factual talk don’t claim what we’re saying. Yo.
Who dem a chat to? Gyaan mi mean dem a say None of them boy, dem a body, dem a chat so bad chat me never take that. Who dema chat to? Minda de mouth but war when them feel like. Move out with the war talk when them feel like. No one gots the energy war when them feel like. Me are the boss in charge when them feel like. Knows me are gonna take charge when them feel don, can’t, can’t you to know me. Me are the don, can’t, can’t you to know me. Original boss, any of them that diss don’t know me. Flossing me ah go floss on them boy. Inna my league, nah, none of them why. Run from me never run from them boy. Stand steady in the war nothing like them boy. Why dem haffi know say me are the big sound boy. Authentic, original, a big sound boy. Why them ah gwan like them are big sound boy. Nuh there be any sound boys or sound boy. Nuh there be any sound boy got bars. So me are gon’ sip on them with bars. Shell them down with nothing but bars. Cobble whip killa me whip killa me whip killa me whip killa me white whip bars Wild, wild, cause I’m wicked, I’m a wild. Cause I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a wild. whip killa me white Bust a bubble whip killa me whip killa me white I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a Cause I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a wild. Cause I’m a wicked, I’m a wicked, I’m a wild. Cause I’m a wicked, I’m a Can we stop this? I ain’t here to do optics. Conform to rules and tick boxes. You lot are out of your mind, I think you’ve lost it. You know what time it is. Watch this, check the synopsis. They say I’m toxic. See me outside nighttime where the fox is. Same old, same old, making a profit. I’m a hustler, baby, cah not this. See you forgot this, me I do not miss. Japanese flag on your head, red dot shit. Chilling in bed, on my left is a hot chick. She’s sweet like chocolate, so hypnotic. Knows that I’ve got it, the key to her heart. Calls me the locksmith. Superman when I’m flying from Metropolis. It’s peak for all imposters. Wait, talk to your bosses, call it the office. Why are they barking? Them man are dog shit. I bury your head in the sandy little ostrich. They say, “Dream, you’re so obnoxious.” All I see is red-faced lobsters when I come through. Space Jam ting. What do you mean? Me and the monsters causing a mosh pit. People show down, watch how I dropped it. Oh my God. Ready for the plot twist. Skydiving, gyal in the cockpit. Oh my god. Over the tropics, so exotic. Landing the softest. Woo. I got money in my pocket. I’m eating chicken chow mein with the chopsticks. Jheeze. I ain’t talking about whatsits, see they don’t know we, they don’t know we. But my name ain’t Gods give, I hit them with a dropkick. Ice cold, I can’t be defrosted. They know once you open the faucet. Look, you can’t call my line from the moment you cross it. Over. Oh, and now you want to gloss it. Didn’t really want me to open the closet knowing that that’ll be the cause of the gossip. Best bet you should have paid the deposit. Talking like a pro when really you’re a novice. Still living in your mind rent free cause we know what you did for the We know what you did for the locket. We know what you did for the bling. We know what you did for the chain. We know what you did for the ring. And just cause they’re giving you a crown, that don’t make you a king. Them man don’t know their loss but they’re still celebrating a win. We know what you did for the locket. We know what you did for the bling. We know what you did f-We know what you did for the ring. And just because they’re giving you a crown, that don’t make you a king. Them man don’t know they’re lost. Listen. Look. Yo, this Nokia is ringing on Christmas Day. Cah when people drink, they want to sniff cocaine. You did this thing for some instant fame. I did this thing for an instant wage. I was told don’t judge a book by its cover but me and them man are on a different page. And every L that I’ve took in my life, bro, me and them man are from a different place. I love London town, cah when the sun comes out, I swear down that it turns to a different place. See me in a pub but my ting ain’t no pub rub. I’ve got these tickets on me like StubHub. Yeah, I’m out here. I’m a hustler. Trying to get my hands on funds like Huss, blood. I’m a hustler Nipsey but eff him, I go and make a nigga do a marathon run, blood. Had to borrow that flow from Rosa quick because you know that I’m raw like Rosa is. Bun a general. I’m gonna dead them all. I’m trying to X out any gens like Rosa did. See me everywhere in grime like Courtney’s pics. I can capture the scene like Vicki Grau. 8 balls on man, I’m not O’Sullivan but when I’ve got a shot, you know I’ve gotta hit it now. No gas though, I’m leaving Earth with your ears to the ground. I’m speaking dirt. I don’t want to touch man’s flesh but I will if I have to, something like a vegan nurse. My bro just bust Casey feels like Ray J. He was so gassed when he beat it first. Fuck the jailhouse. I ain’t trying to get poutine like gravy chips with cheesy curds. I was on the road when AJ Trace made Skid and Swerve, or should I say Servants. I was out here, passenger side of a German whip. Girls call me a scrub, I still serve them dick. When they’re calling me up, I will serve them bits. Word to my family members, if you’ve got P and you call my line, I’mma serve that shit. Me? I don’t really care cuz if you know me then you know I want Ps first. Man’s on it. I only care about profit. Word to my G, he’s a reaper. And try knowing that money so long, I’ll buy that Mercedes 6wheel Jeep first. And if you know, you I’ll be on the back roads picking up Yo, look, look. It’s of course any time I just speak up. One bag of fuckery that them man there keep up. Should have came off when he first got told. He stayed in the lost anyway like Kepa. That one’s deep. I can get deeper. 85 could put the jewelry to Anita. Go and tell man that I stepped in the trap. Then I relapsed because the price got cheaper. Oi, somebody shout AJ T because I just did remix one of his bars. You see me, I’m multi-linguistic. I can talk slang, patois or geezer. That’s because I’m in and out of pubs with a geezer. When they see me they say, “Oi, fridge freezer. Make sure what you serve me is a lemon.” I’ll be like, “Sweet. See you later, squeezer.” Yeah.
And I’m a little old school so it’s not likely you’ll see me wear Fila. But to be fair, time changes shit. I didn’t think pro could get worse than FIFA. Them times I was playing Tomalan. Shots with Adriano for Tia. No chance for the keeper. Bow, bow. Top corner screamer. Talking a left foot, I’ve still got 2. I cannot dance, not even Candy. Still surfing whacked up like candy. Back when I grabbed the OZ of that Mandy. I called on my brother like, “How can I bag this? It’s not like white. It’s not cutting with a Stanley.” He was like, “Rap on a little more cling and hammer that shit into shards like glass.” I smashed that shit until it turned sandy. He just laughed when he wasn’t even angry. You can mix bizard with family. Love him to bits because he really brang me. Sometimes sit and think shit without him. I can’t say where the fuck would a man be. Probably with a bally on these damn streets trying to chef a nigga like I’m Gordon Ramsay. Let’s have it straight. I can’t get stuck up in the ends, that is bait. I’m a hustler, change the chances that I get so I build me a line on the next man’s estate. That’s what I mean by them man are late because they didn’t have a clue and by then, man had escaped. Give him an endo and collect all the papes. Cash me a check, no stress in my face. Bro being broke, that’s an awkward thing. I’m out on this road with roaring cling. Never thought that I could have been in South with this food in my hand like a Morley’s wing. I ain’t slept for a while. It’s a yawning ting, like the conversation was a boring ting. There’s no chance that man’s going to lose. No way, nigga, I will surely win. Line ’em up, kill all of them. My mic turn Soulja Kid on again. Man have to back that and chin all of them. Get them blammed now. Gun jam all again. Been in enough war, win all of them. I’m never beefing on Twitter again. Leave on your location. I watch a man cook up kweff. Lick off your head. Peer shot, rip off the skin off of them. Find them graves. Dig out of them. Dig them up and kill them all again. No re-up. I can’t take all of them because if they don’t pay, I’ll kill all of them. Look, I’m not even talking to them cah I’m a Don Gorgon for them. Come like you’re speaking jargon again. Man don’t want it with So Large again. Spun them already, I’mma clart them again. Whack him like he’s going to the barber again. I’m like, I’m like, “I beg your pardon, my friend”. Your shit cun, please pardon my French. You’re lightweight, like half of a Z. Might have to run up and bump off your head. Make your TEC chong and get locked off again. Back on the relapse like Popcaan again. I must have a weak bladder. True say I’m getting pissed off again. Punch you off your head like Chris Garth again. Too many MCs, I don’t feel all of them. I just want to box down, kick down, uppercut and kill all and kill all and kill all Kill all and kill all and kill all of them. I don’t like them man a lot talk. They’re rude. Act like you’re hood with a silver spoon. Now I’m getting pissed and I’m in a bad mood. Put a man up in a rizz. Just another black yout. That’s me in the corner trying to catch you. Better pray that my bros don’t knap you. Put you in a boot, take you on a back route. Heat in your mouth, leave you with a bad tooth. Now you’re there just hurting because the dog’s just purging. Sorry, Mum, I’m a bad person. I’ve been trying to get in, get in, put work in. They’ve been trying to get me and get me. It ain’t working. I see ’em out there smirking. Tell a man, “Wipe that smile off your face”. I don’t want to have to put the gauge into use. Tell a man better go hide your friends. Your mate can get it just for rating you too. Playing dead tunes, press play and then mute. Trying not to strip ’cause the boy’s in pursuit. Heard that they’re trying to go and get down, bro, and that’s a letdown, bro, ’cause you just caught a youth. I’m with the members. A big man gets tiny when I come round there and just move with a temper. Peace machine got Yo, yo. Badman come on some badder man antics. Catch a man, slap him. Ready for the madness. Ready for the what? Trash and I’m ready. When they send me hit your belly, they say they don’t like scratches. Fire, matchstick, light up the canvas. MCs looking scared now and anxious. Madman with a mad dog, just blackness. Slap man’s face, now he’s left in sadness. Amz ain’t outside, yeah, he’s inside. Since school days, man and man have been nice. Flick knife, quick slice, pick up your red white. Think twice, no dice, don’t gamble your big left or right. Hit up your insides. Step in the set, I don’t need an invite. Mic in flames and it’s me ignite. Gunman where there ain’t any in sight. Okay, it’s a quick feature. Let me kill a rhythm. You know it’s J Wing when you see the rhythm. I’ve been doing it so long, so just let me roll on. My black crown team ever so gone. Nothing these man don’t like me. They don’t want to fight me. They see me, can’t on-sight me. I’m a level above them. I rebel, I shove them. I kill MCs, I’m a problem. I never give them a chance. They see me in a dance. The 8 bar would’ve killed them so fast. I got more style in abundance than in your circumference. You roll on wheels that are punctured. Cool, just let me say this. The MC bailiff. You can’t pay, then I’ma take this. The piss I’m gonna take. I never give them a break. They play chess, no checkmate. Look, you shot, but you’re not aiming. You’re just on a pay ting. You’re on your way and I am waiting. You gotta stop with the hyping. You’re never on fighting. I smell BS, you are lying. All right, back to the warring. The beef is all jarring. I spit hot fire alarming. And this ain’t no warning. I know what’s gwarning ’cause I’m a king, no Prince Charming. So don’t listen to them man. The gossip will end man. I roll with 2, not 10 man. Cool, take my advice and have peace in your life and tell youngers, “Put down the knives.” But got a problem, let’s sort it. The beef on, abort it. You can’t play, boy, you just caught it. I’ma bully you at the playground. You love when we play around. Look, I don’t care for you. I care for what you did. Ask Tiny, he want pet to split your wig. Grimey K will go and lift your lid. Poor blimey, my man left, that was your ting. Cool and cool with man for way too long. Patient, patient, waiting for my song. Link up, they will show you what I’m on. I’m here but trust me, soon I’m moving From long time I’ve been holding down my ends. Day ones, ones you know I can depend. Try me up, I drive you round the bend. This flow is mine, it’s mine, you cannot I don’t care for you or care for what you done. I’m grime, I will tell you, “Suck your mum.” Burst your face and make you change your tune. 45, you’re emptied out. Spiral. Spiral. Link Up TV. Sweeney, Renji Raps 2 out now, you get me? Big up everyone inside. Yo. Like, like, like. You shouldn’t speak if you don’t know the facts. Why do they cap all for the rap? Pack came in, it was sealed in a vac. Move like a Move like a black cab, it’s needing a map. Needing more than a zip, I ain’t buying a gram. Bro kept the faith ’cause he stuck to the plan. When the 10-10 lands, she ain’t gotta go down. And late night to the daytime. Know I love when I grind on a shift. That’s no swoosh in the box. I’m needing a guap so I cannot sort you a tip. And little shorty, she pretty and thick. So she tick off the list. Know I’m still on my bag and my biz until I’m rich with a yard and the sticks. Like, I don’t play when it comes to this profit. I need my light every day. Remember uni times, they’re ringing my line. The library shots, it was cray. I hit ditch with MDMA and I know SD know about them day. I done Amazon shifts with K, now I’m stacking this bread like Like, nothing is free so the bread is a must. 2 things I never gave up or fuck. Just touched down now I’m putting up scuds doing 10X and TX ain’t rolling with us. Had no cash but I still had cash. Might slide 36 to the dive, came back. Me and TF putting paper in plans. No pics, that’s mish on mash, on gang. Taking my time, I ain’t up for mine. You didn’t know that my flow’s stone cold. Steve Austin and me? Really gonna find the fire, tie the triers. If you want it, then do it then. Take down 2 of them. Send man a shit till I’m out like sewage. Out where I want to be. Sick of these wannabes. No one on earth can bother me. Look, Waterway settings fully on go. What’s live when I step in? I’m a disgorger. Send you to heaven or hell. Bars leave next man sweating. Flows cold like Dan, you ain’t fold like man. I got big man bars, what you reckon? Like question, if man pull up, are you gonna back your pen quick? Best do it ’cause G, I got a load of bine. 16, 32 or 39. I got smoke for all ages. 16 but he sound like the older guy. A poltergeist, I go ghost. I install phones. Trust me, I take away his whole device. 18, still claiming the youngest in charge. I leave man a Yo, are you okay? Are you okay? Claiming you’re OJ, more like MJ. Way that you get hehe’s when you’re on stage. I want a piece of the pie and an entree. Got a piece in the side, he ain’t on games. I’m on a piece and the vibes with your one mate. Still get live with the lyrical warfare. Half of these man are Look, I’m pissed ’cause I got it tied in the yard. Rising the star that will shine in the dark. Straight bine in your clart, been live from the start. Type to make a man hide in the car. Stay cruising. Might slide with the darks, straight booting. Top off the mic on the soft. Champions League with the only members. Already know it gets dark in the dark. listen. I’ma kill it from the intro. Spin the corner like Gran Turismo. Boy better know like Frisco. When I pull up, I lock off the disco. I’m not a kid like Distro. I be the energy crew like I took a B12. It could really go down like crypto. Heavyweight on a set like Hitchko. Don’t ever lose yourself. My name’s still fully ringing bells. Tell them all I ever do is shell. Can’t see me, I’m in a different realm. Might see me with Kappa and PK. Triple A passes, action replay. Birmingham class goalies and Dublin. Mosh pit gang got the whole place bubbling. Could have been stopped, broke, knackered. Built me a line and made it happen. Took me a L when I felt like them. Can’t lie, still came out bragging. When will it stop? Slanging, banging, homegirl tired of trapping. Came out flying the mat. Monkey on me, now I feel like Aladdin. G Wag, 2 gyal in the front. 4 pipe, green light, I’m tearing it up. Uptown lifestyle, spend it, he got cut from a different cloth, they ain’t wearing it. Enough bottles get popped, models staring at us. In the ends all deals, always sharing a lot. What the definition of came from the mud? Put your Skydweller up if you’re raking it up. Look, put your wrists in the air and lose it. Move stupid and get dealt with ruthless. Push weight, boy ever pushed out music. Bruck down his ting, why you can’t Shut down Brian’s strip. Me and TY had Brighton lit. Told all the cats that the pack was And he still doesn’t know that that shit was grrr. The lazy-eyed EastEnder. Flow made insane, you could never try tame or temper ’cause I be the beast from the East, I flame and dismember any opposition ever try enter. Take off a head, arm and a leg. Carcass for them if they ever try test us. Fatality when I enter the sector. And then it’s back to the ends with the members. Guys stay fried and know about benders. Mind in the future, you’re just a jester. Here for the next adventure. Can’t intervene because I’m ready to defend. All out in the war trying to signal my ventures. Put you and your vision in a blender. Quick shell with the intel of a letter. it’s the North kid, Torch Kid, I light up a man. I don’t even need a weapon, I just fight with my hands. And I ain’t no little man. Bro can’t be little man. I ain’t them man that loves hype on the ‘Gram. He wanna air me and hide, getting scared of the guys. I call a big bat ting to go find where you lie. Let the kickback spin and take flight. Know theAwkward wavy. Fuck you, pay me. Yes, not maybe. Feel good lately. Music saved me. Hard like Skepta. Sweet like Amy. So but when I say I’m barring daily. When I’m doing bits I don’t feel it strangely. Based in Bridge but I’m on trains mainly. Never been trainy. Everyone say me. Training day old as things they’re Alonzo. More time visual illusion Ponzo. So many say they are right. It’s just wrong though. Stop trying to catch my eye. Write the song bro. Renegade man from mic to a bongo. Still they want bars from me. It’s a strong no. Me and the mic, a fantastic combo. So many meters that long and they’re- We will take it all. Them life just know we will take it all. ‘Cause I’m already, it’s a sound boy burial. ‘Emah chat like say they ready for the war but they not have the minerals. Yo, I want them them harder. They’re not gon’ like them that have steps, father. The mastermind sick, them now saying father. Me no really have time for the games, father. So if you ever tell wicked fun, them father. Everything I got wild inside father. Wicked and wick-wicked and wild, father. Make them wish them never tried this, father. The mother seem fancy about this, father. Me never know what did soundboy think, father. Any sound boy test now gonna get farther. Retard, me no them no father. Warning. Big bad EK’s back, going all in. Everybody’s dead when I’m done recording. Where I touch mic, yeah, that’s where the morgue is. Every day boring, boring, boring. The beast within I left dormant. Even old friends when I wake them, call him. Pray or smoke ’em, they all start swarming. Brother, I’m scorching. Never been a wretch, my 32s are awesome. I’m from the ghetto, I tell a man caution. ‘Cause when the movement starts and they all start falling. New day’s dawning. One where I end all these youths from talking. Me and JJ be something like an AK when we’re enforcing. Everybody bow when the lord start walking. Awesome. Yeah. East side where I reside. I be in the ends trying to get my Ps right. Dodging these pigs cause we don’t need swine. See man are old school just like a dub played with the B-side. Make a boy run till him get his knees high. Straight from the slums where you can get slumped by any other chum tryna live and eat right. What? Some bad breeds. Mad scenes. Rolling in threes like some musketeers. But man’s grieved. What? Some bad breeds. Mad scenes. They know that it’s peak when we’re up late. Listen. My man said he’s gonna rush me. Then man rushed me, N to the O. Said he’s a bad man. Okay, well, one way to find out but nobody knows. I tell a man pull up, nobody shows. Tell a man slide, he ain’t got clothes. Wait, who’s that by the side of the road? See a man running down with his bros like yo, like, like. Yo, don’t run, don’t run. You don’t wanna see your skin go get bun, like. Yo, don’t run, don’t run. You don’t wanna see your skin go get– Boy, boy. Don’t run, don’t run. You don’t wanna see your skin go get bun, like. Yo, don’t run, don’t run, like. Yo, don’t run, don’t run, like. Ams only run from the boy in the blue. Better than what? Man’s better than you. Better than him and him and him and trust me, I don’t mean no crew. The man rapping and capping up in booth. But time that they stop with the chat and spit truth. Said he bust gun. What gun? Not one. Skin bun. Got gun but they ain’t ever shoot, like. Stop chatting about bine that you ain’t ever use. Chatting about shootings you ain’t ever do. Man call chaos, the calm cause chaos. You man better watch who you’re talking to. Why you talking rude? I’ll just call up the goons. They got the mics, they’re slapping, they’re en route. My man said he’s the talk of the north. I’m the talk of the not no talk of the room ’cause Amsino ain’t the talk of the room. But soon my name be the talk of the town. And Amsino never rolled with the coons. But come to your ends and see us walking around. The kid that the kids be talking about. No doubt, back up, I see the stink in your mouth. Bare MCs wanna chat bare shit. I’m the one that’s gonna torch you now. Like microphone jam, I’m on the phone right now. See me on mic, I’ma zone right out. You smoke a little bit but don’t get loud. And when I’m mic, don’t hear no sound. You don’t wanna fight, I leave you in the ground. You don’t wanna fight ’cause you saw me and he started moving his legs and his heart just pound ca-ca-ca-ca Yo. Right now, right now. Need my money right now, right now. Amsino is the talk of the town. I’m the king so give me my crown, my right now. Right now, right now. Need my money right now, right now. Amsino is the talk of the town. I’m the king so give me my crown, my crown. Yeah. Big up Spyro. Link Up TV. Amsino. The boogeyman. We’re live. Link Up TV. Behind Bars.