[Verse 1 by JSD]
I'm a winner
I'm winning from the beginning
I'm killing it and riddim I finish it in a second
I'm letting off like a weapon
So what you reckon you want it?
Coz if you want it I'm on it
I'm gonna get em (it's on)
Been smashing it up like it was hammer time
Blowing up like a terrorist in Palestine
I'm gonna get in the habit of letting them have it
Coz when I'm letting them have it they get in a panic the don
When it comes to the bars and I ain't serving them drinks
With the words im a prince and with the mic I'm a king
I'm not waiting around to see what life's gonna bring
Fuck opening doors I'm going right for the hinge
Man I'm kicking it off
And I'm picking the locks
Surprise, surprise like a trick in a box
I'm a maniac I murder the mic
Return of the hype – somebody better turn off the lights (Get em)

[Hook]
Drop that, get em
Cock back, get em
You don't wanna see me fucking pop that, dead em
Brap, get em
Hell heaven
Music in my blood mixed up with Venom!
Drop that, get em
Cock back, get em
You don't wanna see me fucking pop that, dead em
Brap, get em
Hell heaven
Music in my blood mixed up with Venom!

[Verse 2 by Nika D]
Forget about the music money fortune and fame
Cos I can double up my paper with a brick of cocaine
I'll sell em anything, musics just a vent for the brain
It ain't nothing for me to be number 1 in the game
But I'm living it tho, gold diggers an hoes
Spinning on a pole for while I fill up her nose
Selling a bit of her soul but naked and cold
She hollow in the middle never nut in her hole
Cos I never thought I'd ever see this place that I'm at
It's the glamour life champagne with pussy on tap
And I don't wanna be a slave to materialism but Im a warrior all about imperialism
I'm getting that money while I'm living and kicking
I'll take a risk I ain't scared of couple years in a prison
I ain't a bitch! Fuck it I'm a leader in this
If you ever see my brown ass give it a kiss
I'm on the road from the gutter to the platinum plaques
I make a lot of money loose it end up back at the flats
I go 3 steps forward another 3 back
If there's a god out there show me where the hell is he at
So forget about tomorow cos the vision is clear
I'm living for the moment every minute I'm here
They had warrant out for me but I'm still in the clear
Cos like the government I make a living selling em fear. Get em

[Hook]
Drop that, get em
Cock back, get em
You don't wanna see me fucking pop that, dead em
Brap, get em
Hell heaven
Music in my blood mixed up with Venom! Drop that, get em
Cock back, get em
You don't wanna see me fucking pop that, dead em
Brap, get em
Hell heaven
Music in my blood mixed up with Venom!

[Verse 3 by Goldfinger]
I Spit flows Grip doe n let know
I ain't done with the drugs ting I tell em heck no
Im Bad news Stack tools n act fools
F what u heard kid I live by the crack rules
Start mines Part rhymes and Hard times
(Got work, clockwork) n I'm not on a part time
Get whole heap Roll deep with no sleep
Tell em like Wiley it won't be sold cheap
No bail, no paper, no sale
No jail, true I don't leave no trail
I stay raw Break laws and break more
You got it and I want it try know I'm a take yours
I'm that guy I pass by n they ask why
They didn't get no doe sat on they backside
I Stay hood if they could then they would
Addicted to hustling an I know it ain't good

[Outro]
It's Virus Syndicate, Mark Instincts
2012 Motherf*ckers