Try to get to my flat and I see him talking Triple up my pace Got me speed walking Nothing gets under my feet like his evil eye Gotta get past them all On the inside I fall and I leap and I'm freakin' out Nowhere near my place, and I know that they've see me now My lace got caught and it brought me down Now he's right above me and shouting out... Your now talking to the topboy of Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off Your now talking to the topboy of Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off You stepped on my turf and I see you walking Rumours all around, you've been breathe talking Nothing gets on my feet like your wasted kind So don't be spitting rhymes on my time Standing on your hand Now your screaming out So say it to my face if you've got something to shout about Call for your boys But they ain't here now Dizzy in your eyes As I hang you out to dry Your now talking to the topboy of Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off Your now talking to the topboy of Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off Topboy! You think your something don't ya! Well, these are all my runnings And soon your days are gonna end! Topboy! I've been here for a year I know no-one can take me So soon your days are gonna end Boy, your going down Your going down Your going down Tried to get to my flat and I see him talking Quickened up my pace I was speed walking I never made it there to my blue front door And now I'm lying here and there's claret on the floor Your now talking to the topboy of Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off Your now talking to the topboy of Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off Topboy! You think your something better Well, these are all my runnings And soon your days are gonna end Topboy! I think your falling here I don't know what I can say And soon your days are gonna end