It's who dares wins in the city Sit pretty Locked on not Tripoli Get dressed for the party As I spit simile after simile Got the latest Nikes on my feet The streets merely reflect this ba** line and beat Lock on to 102.6 the streets Kronenburg double doves and herbs actions speak louder than words
Get f**ed up sat on the curb Street geezers Accept me as your own Let me make myself at home I just ain't a clone Still got the monsta boy ring tone though Raised as a northern star With a London underground travel card.