What's my mother name? Skepta, Skepta, Skepta, Skepta, Boy Know, Skepta Yeah, Skepta, listen,
1] Put your hands in the air for the Boy Know managing director Back to the front, left right and Listen up and please remember: my second name is "is the best", my first name Skepta Undisputed microphone champion, for any contender Girls love Boy Better Know t-shirts like they love La So if you're wearing a Boy Better tee, let me see Prada, ain't got nothing on me Versace ain't got on me I'm big in the game, see on MTV Base Now I've got a TV DJ on the CD change Yeah, you dun the MySpace It's Boy Know all over the place
x2] Still I'm here, I'm [?] or [?], I'm My name's on the bill, catch me, I'm And if you wanna me, I'm there
2] I'm on a long ting, I'm never on a lay-lay I spit a bar, man are "mayday, mayday!" I spit a lyric, it's pay day, no play MCs better thank God for AJ Boy Better endorsed my CD I'm original, I Control-C I only sound like me, that's why I don't wanna be the Forum's best MC Forum's best MC don't make no P I'm known in the UK and Airport know about me Stanstead know my name, I don't play your fastest MC game I don't play your skippiest MC game But if you wanna me I'm there
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Still, I'm about, trust me You'll see my face, in a funky dance, a funky dance You know what I look like, you know what, this --
3] It's no introduction needed, I'm I don't [?], I'm famous year, I'll be a baiders Boy Know run this shit, ask the majors Trust me, I'm win Wiley a snake and [?], these other MCs don't think like me Buy out the bar or like me I drop so much shit, they wish they could stink me Have Sidewinder on lock me Be losing a clash, that is not me I'm a show don, if you don't believe me, put the stage show on See me performing on the stage Dizzee and Kano's on Nobody's ever played your song ever since it out These MCs have got bare mixtapes out, and still window shopping I've got a new song, new and a new single dropping So I drop my album, Halifax knows what's popping I'm laughing straight to the bank it And I'm standing tall, wipe your 6, 7, 9s, Big Dada and Dirtee Stank with it You know what I'm gone, got a flight to catch