[Produced by The HeavyTrackerz] [Verse 1: Mik** Pane] If we don't stop, we're gonna start problems It's like nobody watches Crimewatches Everybody likes getting told to get down on the floor So they won't ever spot the armed robbers Ain't seen worse, this place is a warzone Take prisoners if you're taking them all home They don't stop so you're doing all-nighters Take those shots as if you are all snipers Sharply dressed, looking fine at a club night Trying to impress, you're a knife in a gun fight MistaJam is not stupid, he knows If it bangs, all you do is reload One thing can help and it's better than grenades Take one for yourself, give the rest to your mates Everybody in your squad's got a friendly face But they just drop bombs of MDMA, you're k**in' it [Hook: Mik** Pane] (Man down, RIP, bet you'll never bow down) You're k**in' it (Come on, let's face it, everyone here knows they're gonna get wasted) k**in' it (No guts, no fear, plenty of sweat but no blood, no tears) You're k**in' it (You're about that life, you're living it) k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it [Verse 2: Mik** Pane] sh** got real, these people ain't acting Looks like you're gonna need a tactic Don't ever think you'll survive if you fight like a girl Just because you see the DJ scratching Go in like you're tryna save Private Ryan Go to work without tryna be Miley Cyrus Do it cause you kinda get high on the violence You don't need flyers when you're fighter pilots And your chum's got Colombian gack But because he's so clumsy, it doesn't even matter He's the same guy you nicknamed President Bush Cause he f**s things up when he racks up Somebody brings laughing gas up And ask your guys what you all reckon It has to make sense if you part with your cash, bruv So you've got a biological weapon, you're k**in' it [Hook: Mik** Pane] (Man down, RIP, bet you'll never bow down) You're k**in' it (Come on, let's face it, everyone here knows they're gonna get wasted) k**in' it (No guts, no fear, plenty of sweat but no blood, no tears) You're k**in' it (You're about that life, you're living it) k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it [Hook: Mik** Pane] (Man down, RIP, bet you'll never bow down) You're k**in' it (Come on, let's face it, everyone here knows they're gonna get wasted) k**in' it (No guts, no fear, plenty of sweat but no blood, no tears) You're k**in' it (You're about that life, you're living it) k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it [Verse 3: Gnarly Ventura] Don't think I'm k**in' it? Die then Making waves like Poseidon Never did get the girls of my dreams It seems nowadays I wake up beside them My finger slipped, shot the stardom quick Not one target missed Never aimed for the charts But now I've got so many hits, I suppose I'm a hitman If you wanna diss man, cool Not one guy I won't dismantle [?] big man school Quicker than you with a twist ankle, get ready I've been sick since Ben met Jerry Been sick since Ed, Edd, Eddy Since the Queen Vic had Peggy Since the penny dropped, I ain't dropped a penny, I'm heavy [Hook: Mik** Pane] (Man down, RIP, bet you'll never bow down) You're k**in' it (Come on, let's face it, everyone here knows they're gonna get wasted) k**in' it (No guts, no fear, plenty of sweat but no blood, no tears) You're k**in' it (You're about that life, you're living it) k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it, k**in' it