[Intro: Wiley It's the lenging This one's so dangerous, I'm not even say the artist's name
Ghetts] Swag you see me like Diddy I was in and out like gritty Trap ringing Hang tight man like Can't say but that guy, really Nino Brown, New my city Kilos, ounces, pipes, nitties Man trapping (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 my mini Farda for dem, but ain't dem Cuh man's quite Throwing up signs, is he? Stepped on a landmine, I Bianca Go and by Ricky (real EastEnder) the top off the Fanta Flatline Fly boy I've got a few that wanna hang glide with me Gyal Vicky (who else?) Gyal like so wet Man's got a baptised Every one of your girls have dead What are you, I got no manners (no) I ain't got no (no) Man can send all they ain't got no bangers (no) After After banger, after After banger are bangers God flow That's not (what is it?) some "I'll meet you at the crossroad" ballad You cyan play game with me the console's damaged (why?) It's And I've got the control, it Bragging I just work and M Murk and S Serve and Business Burn my life run Man's be up nuh I let a song go, then I You see what I do to shows I just told my booking Put the fee up Six is But put four G up See him in a Nah, dem dere can't see us There's only two to the game taking the piss And who's the pee up