[Intro: Riko Dan]
Original badboy business
[Verse 1: Riko Dan]
Rise up, mi ah di screamer
Dem know mi ah go send fi di eater
Mi rinse off mi gun right in front of Peter
True, mi ah di farrda, see me as a teacher
See me getting dark, I be cold like a freezer
Man wanna ask inna bloodclart feature
Mi bad like k**er [?]
Bun an informer, gun ah go squealer
Tell me who's harder, tell me who's realer
Boy, see mi larma? That's a skin peeler
And you are p**y like red hot [?]
p**y ah go bloodclart dead
Mi no care if you par with [?]
Becuh mi badder than everyting in ya
p**yholes can't tek man fi idiot
You nuh see that?
p**yhole, you can't tek man fi idiot
[Verse 2: Riko Dan]
Stop screaming
My yout, I'll make the shots start streaming
Inna the war pot, fam, I put the beef in
Inna your bloodclart face, I put my feet in
Still getting better, couldn't say that I was peaking
n***a, I'm a boss ting, standing like a meek ting
I'mma bring the heat in
Lick it off, fam, I'mma [?] beating
Leave a n***a breathing, f**ed up, wheezing
Till you on the floor with your headtop leaking
Face all bruised up, throat cut, bleeding
Attila list, to me, that's all pleasing
I'm seething
Too many idiot MCs tweeting
Half of these p**yholes don't know the meaning
Half of these p**yholes don't know the real ting
Yeah, that's why I'm seething
[Break: Riko Dan]
Original badboy business
[Bridge: Riko Dan]
If dem ever try test my sound
Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown
Run out of dance, get run out of town
Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown
If dem ever try test my sound
Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown
Run out of dance, get run out of town
Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown
If dem ever try test my sound
Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown
Run out of dance, get run out of town
Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown
If dem ever try test my sound
Hey, soundboy, inna your blood, you will drown
Run out of dance, get run out of town
Mi ah real gunman, dem man are gun clown
[Verse 3: Riko Dan]
No frills, no airs, no graces
But I put copper inna soundboys' faces
Anytime, bare different places
Playing hard but I'm seeing that you fake it
No frills, no airs, no graces
But I put copper inna soundboys' faces
Anytime, bare different places
You playing hard but I'm feeling that you fake it
Man are hardback, could never break it
In a dance, man see me and hate it
Cause I go hard when I spit and I'm amazing
I start fires with the bars, I'm blazing
You can ask Ibi or Marc or Brazen
I get dark with the bars, no gazing
Old school n***a like a dancing [?]
[Break: Riko Dan]
Original badboy business
Man like Pinch inna di place again
Riko Dan di London City Warlord inna di place again
Yes Pinch, badboy ting