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[Verse: Swag you see me like Diddy I was in and out flats like line ringing Hang man like thingy Can't say names but guy, really Brown, New Jack my city Kilos, ounces, crack pipes, Man stopped (what?) man started rapping (what?) How I've still got a mouthful of raps Dizzee Now got kids in the game who sound like me Man's my Farda for dem, but ain't dem Cuh quite busy Throwing up signs, is he? Stepped on a landmine, I told Go and stand by (real EastEnder) the top off the Fanta Flatline Fly boy got a few tings that wanna hang glide with me Gyal like (who else?) Gyal Lily so wet Man's got a baptised Every one of girls have been dead What are you, I got no manners (no) I got no challenge (no) Man can send all they They got no bangers (no) After banger, after banger After banger are bangers God flow That's not (what is it?) That's some "I'll you at the crossroad" ballad You play this game with me Like the console's (why?) winner-stays-on And I've got the control, it rights I just work and M Murk and S Serve and calls Burn my life run Man's be up nuh I let a song go, then I You see what I do to these I just my booking agent Put the fee up Six is But put another G up See him in a Nah, dem dere can't see us There's only two to the game taking the piss And cleaning the pee up