[Verse 1: Shwabadi]
Yeah, they say that manners make the man
But the manner of their make is made apparent
When they're handed ultimatums by their makers
Made to face their fate or break the chains and make a stand
I don't bite when fed, but I'll grab and break the hand
Never been the one to put much stock in higher power, I am not a faithful man
Ironic twist, I would be pissed too
If I chose a prick like me to fight you
I'm not a king finest of my brood
Though violencе I find vibrant and bright hues
Heart colder than stonе, hands'll fold foes
Made the fingers into fucking deadly tools
You're in my home
Here in the streets I roamed you know I could never lose
Keep up
Fine tailored suits suitable attire
Sub or super human tutelage in fire
Food for thought, I fought for future humankind
Beautiful the hues in brutal ruined minds
Poor youth when every day was do or die
Used or user viewers rue to choose a side
Moving to this brute is choosing suicide

[Chorus: McGwire]
My blood is starts to boil, stain in red lines
I smell the fear, they cower for their lives
My conscience in the soil, met her deadline
They keep appearing brighter before they die
[Verse 2: Shwabadi]
Yeah, blade in my hand, and it all comes back to me
Touring Tottenham to Dagenham to Battersea, man, the blade my brush, make a masterpiece
Don't clash with me, nah, make a low down street whore look so good, should be thanking me
Can't take me down when I move too fast to see
So think fast, flick of the wrist and a tip of the hat
Trickery lives in the mind of the sick, and there's nobody living that's sicker than Jack
Simple as that, drunk off the blood and the rush of it leave you to pick up the tab
In love with the colours that come from the cowards the moment I pick up the axe

[Bridge: McGwire]
Blood red writes the tip of the pen
I see it drip drip drip again
They take a book tryna rip the ends
No home, no sin
They fear glows from the words you spin
It shines right through the skin
Take caution and mind the wind
Clean up and alert the kin

[Chorus: McGwire]
My blood is starts to boil, stain in red lines
I smell the fear, they cower for their lives
My conscience in the soil, met her deadline
They keep appearing brighter before they die
My blood is starts to boil, stain in red lines
I smell the fear, they cower for their lives
My conscience in the soil, meet her deadlines
They keep appearing brighter before they die
[Outro: Shwabadi]
I am not the one you wanted, I'm the only one you get
I see London Bridge is falling, and there's fire on the Thames
I am not the one you wanted, I'm the only one you get
I see London Bridge is falling, and there's fire on the Thames