W10 2013
We let the gun blow, let off the pumpy
Nice in the grime scene, now I'm all comfy
Pray for this yout, thinks he will slump me
Hail Mary, I rain on his dumb feet
Don't wife b**hes, she was a dumb beat
You're not Johan, you can't run me
I'm not a hash zoot, no, you can't bun me
Beg you go back home, spitting that wack flow
My flow's kind to the ears
Lovely, got a younger letting off
Dumpy, no, you can't move to my girls, you're ugly
You're like Messi, small on the pitch
Heavy like Rooney, you can't budge me
I'm an MC, I can get hammer
Couple wise words: please don't touch me
White girl Angelina Jolie
Sitting in the cut, my dargies blow weed
Start with a Q then dance an OG
Peng ting off the sh**, she banged a whole G
Nah, nah, nah, can't step to my team
Trinidad boy, that's TNT
I've seen a real skengman sitting on the porch
Shotgun and white tee
It ain't nothing for a n***a to holla my uncle
Tell him "come down with the OG"
When I say OG, I don't mean Jendor
Ruger, Little Dee, Blacks or P
I mean the bruk shot with the gaps in his jeans
That'll fly through quick with the gaps in his jeans
Call up the squad, MTP
And tell them 'bout beef, family, it's peak
White girl Carmen Electra
When I reload off a BBC
That's a big boy crop, then I get a one extra
Nine bars get bruk down, f** a tester
God forgive me if I buss my nine
Bar, that's a likkle reference to Skepta
Still oh so comfy in my sector
Cause I still will eat man, I'm Lecter
And when I spray bars, it's a lecture
Youths get ga**ed in the club off of nectar
Outside, got a non-musical don with
The Nikes on and the co*ked arm in the Vectra
Behave yourself, Konan's adlib
Your dons don't back you, never backed it
If I ever back the ting and then clapped it
I bet your squad will leave you like your dad did
Ayy, none of them guys wanna war with me
None of them trap that light or B
L-double-O, but I go by C
And I've got the peng amm, call me for a D
My Cypriot link stays waved off E
My belt's effed, J's belt says G
Don't shot H, that are not me
I JK, I T-R-A-P
You can call for a Q of the blueberry cheese
I've got the R1
Piff Latina just took three bun
She was like rah
Does my name start with an S?
I said "I don't mind cause you're my cup of tea"
Got the [?] U A V
I'm from the W and yet uff my X
But I need that dough so I grab them Zs
Under the weather
Aguero and Suarez came with man
They're due to go bang when equipped with the leather
No offsides, straight striking whenever
Don't pop molly, pop gyal, ask Heather
You'll get burst in the dirtiest way
Bun a Ralph Lauren [?] right out in your sweater
Left in the curb, man should've known better
Nicholas Bendtner
When the ting sparks, get left in the dark
All covered in marks, rudeboy, ask Spencer
Shut down clubs, no lay when I enter
Shoot five boys, then I'm gone like a [?]
MTP, I'm the craziest member
Moving the Ts, get kicked like Fletcher
If I switch out cause I'm known for a temper
Man get bun like ember
Light up a chief, 25th of December
[?] have a bar like Demba
My camp make metal speak like Bender
West-ender but I know an east-ender
Boxed her narns and left the ting tender
Lyrical skipper like a Tottenham defender
Arsene Wenger