[Verse 1: Villain]
Man are coming like yo, what's popping?
Uh, I'm on a hype and I'm not stopping
Look, Rapid came out with the "Pepper Riddim"
So I'm gonna come with a flow like a scotch bonnet
What? Stone cold, man are rock bottom
Sit down, you ain't on my level, you are not on it
Nah, you are not my darg, you are not [?]
One pop, watch [?]
When I come in like, uh, uh
Everyone knows I flow sick, I will not vomit
Not long it, carry on chatting, you'll get a box on it
And all them man dem that
Don't wanna work but blow quick, you are not Sonic
What? Bless the beat, boss on it
Losing, clashing with me? You'll get a lot of it
Don't care if you go gym, Dot Cotton
What? E3 is a big old place
The man dem buss tings through pillowcase
Every shell drops inside
That's no stress, no evidence [?]
Oi likkle fish, I'm a hippo, mate
With bare [?] on a big old plate
Carry on chatting your shit
I'll smash your head with my mumzy's dinner plate
[Verse 2: President T]
I will always carry 'em
I don't really care 'bout the law
I don't really care 'bout the law
Where'd you come from? Behind the door
Shanks, I will always carry 'em
I don't really care 'bout the law
I don't really care 'bout the law
Draw for the ting, 4 by- I said
Can't talk to me about sport, I've got results
Yeah, I'm a mic man, no obligation quotes
Yeah, I'm a president but I ain't looking no votes
From morning, I've been instant and I ain't talking oats
Yeah, I had thousands but it ain't volts
Man wanna talk 'bout losing the screws but little does he know
I lost all of my bolts
Last couple times I was on bail was for assaults
Don't ask me why, too busy counting notes
Too busy counting Ps
And I was young, but it don't mean
That I weren't counting Gs
UK grime to the max, greaze
[Verse 3: Hitman Hyper]
I don't wanna hear no talk from dem man
Man have got the hammers, but it ain't West Ham
This ain't a quiz, think you could test man?
Anyone can get it, think I care 'bout next man?
I'm gritty in the dark, something like Dex man
I stay fresh, make moves like S gang
Real life, most MCs talk gas
They ain't never seen a 45 spesh bang
Invasion, [?] with the best gang
New to some but in the city, I'm a vet
The levels stay high, man know that I'm a threat
I get around, I don't really care 'bout your weap'
I was [?] jump on the set
Respect [?] ain't no need to beg
No soft shit, better take in what I said
Strap verses that'll straight tek off your head
[Verse 4: L'z]
Get my beef on the road
Take my peeps and leaf on the road
If I've gotta push two kis on the road
Then there's gonna be whites and Bs on the road
Police wanna take my Gs off the road
Cats gonna scratch like fleas on their clothes
Look, man can't eat no beans on their toast
Fuck that, need bread? Then I'm stealing the loaf
Look, when I'm on a move
Man move gully for their money in the booth
Move gully in the... them man, they're just fucked
Them man, they're just gully in the booth
[Verse 5: Cadet]
Let me not lie
As a young boy, man, I weren't on the grind
All they cared about was a booth or a mic
Or giving out a new [?]
Using the brush for the tooth for the Nikes
[?] gotta move with the times
Mum said "put all the clothes on the line"
Now the claws on my back be coming off the line
I'm a young nigga, living in an old nigga time
Stuck in my ways, that's the old nigga grind
I see a new nigga with that new nigga shine
Now these old niggas walking with that new nigga shine
Old niggas wanna hear an old nigga rhyme
And new niggas wanna see an old nigga ride
But this old nigga's got an old nigga that can get
This old nigga one of them old nigga 9s so
Fuck you and everybody 'round you
"Yo, back down", man I don't know how to
See, I treat beef like a Kim, man, and Kanye vid
So ride out? Yeah, man, I'm Bound 2
Fuck your Twitter name and who @s you
Fuck your Snapchat and who snaps you
You see, I've got the whole clip on me
So I'm hoping that everybody backs you
Let me get back to me getting skippy with the flow
A couple niggas know I was getting busy on the road
I was in my whizzy, getting dizzy, get it, then I go
A couple niggas with me [?]
I know where you live, I can bring it to your home
When you're in your house with your Mrs, chilling on the phone
And this ain't your average ting
You see, the force from this could be splitting up your home
You get that divorce, [?]
[?] divorce, is that splitting up a home?
With the wordplay, yo, I'm too evolved
The force from these bars be splitting up your dome
And you know I'm so sick with the wordplay
Cause I m-
[Verse 6: SafOne]
Little bit of gunplay, yeah, I'm that guy
Pass me the segway, yeah, I'm that fly
Breast and batty, yeah, I like that type
Come with your bullshit, leave with your black eye
Man a get wet up, guys get baptised
With a whole clip, yeah, man clap guys
Man a run heat, yeah, I heard that lie
Watch how you speak, man a get flatlined
Put me on the beat, yeah, I'm on a mad hype
[Verse 7: L'z]
I ain't have shit, I had to slang crack
I couldn't ask Mum and you can ask Dad
[?] on me, you can ask Blaine
I'll bang and put that on my man's grave
Yo, I can't believe Pete's gone
He died 29 but that's too young
The whole system's corrupt, I clocked when
They came to my block and they locked up a yout don
Man, fuck it, there's money to make
There's bitches to fuck, bruh
We living in hell, yeah, fuck it, oh well
Come then, we'll live this shit up
Thousands of cash and thousands of grub
My nigga, we plugs
We've been through it all, the rain and the storm
And now we gon' walk on the mud
[Verse 8: Cadet]
Let me go in a little bit
You know what I normally do
Punches, wordplay, flow when I spit a little bit
Make a basic MC get sick a likkle bit
They say they didn't bite my bars, I'm like "cool"
But my juice say "sip a little bit"
Telling me I should beg a tune [?]
Like mmm, I'll [?] my dick a little bit
I had the food, yeah, I might flip a little bit
Amazing [?] a little bit
The same punk boys, we talking 'bout boxes
Phone weed man like take a little bit
Violate me? Aight, cool
Get you next week, you can live a little bit
He got stabbed in his chest and was looking like Devilman
Pulled out, blood's gonna trickle likkle bit
Aight, enough of the banter
Big 45, make you drop like an anchor
We can still get fizzy, that's the Fanta
Girl get it hit in their head, that's the antler
You get it, nigga? When a deer's head is an antler
Your girl want a bonus and that's a banker
You get it? Bonus banker
Chosen my lucky eggs but she ain't [?]
This ting here got kick like a panther
Run away? Slap on your back like a thank ya
Won't know who when it kicks, I'm a prankster
This ting buss in my hand, I'm a wanker
We all know you're a Gemini
Don't play that shit, an Aquer' he is
And if he's with his bitch
I'll give that whore a stop and she'll die, that's Cancer
Uh, enough of the punches
Enough of the wordplay
Enough of the bars and flow
I'm like yo, listen to a lyrical earthquake
Man wanna talk about Ps and man talk about me
Say we're on shit on the worst day
Niggas think they're better than me, better than niggas in between
They ain't better than me on my worst day
Blow, nigga, I can do like a birthday
[?] that's a birth
Put you in a boat near Brazil
Cause that scenaRio can't be the worst case
I met a girl on a Thursday
She come around the first day for the Thursday
I was in her middle-week, that's Thursday
I [?] how she wet but she thirsty
I can tell a nigga 'bout boss
I can tell a nigga 'bout flow
I can tell a nigga 'bout grime
I can tell a nigga 'bout rap
I can tell a nigga 'bout both
[?]
That's what I do in the booth
Think they can go back to back with the new kid
[Verse 9: Villain]
Man are coming like mek man fall on his bum
Cause the flows that I bring got the force of a gun
Last year, bare bodies got caught when I spun
Flow's in zoom, no Formula 1, nah
Nobody can talk to me, don
It's an Ast Mar-ting when you're caught with a pump
When I give 'em the flows, it gets dumb
Hype up with a lyrical flow, you'll get spun, oi
When I give 'em the flows, it gets peak
Hype up-
