[Intro]
You know, Ten Percent man represent
12-50 way risky (Oi, Manny)
TPM, six quid for that GP skeng
Bu-doom, bang! (Erkz, the one and only)
Lock off, ghetto life
4-5, that's a rassclah
Oi

[Chorus]
Not gonna lie, we're all gonna die
I hope the yutes I don't like drop down first
I'm not gonna lie, I'm still tryna ride
Bro sat me down, said, "It's not how it works"
Not gonna lie, I try file the bine
And that 9x19 still didn't burst
Not gonna lie, it's not 2005
I gotta have this (What'?) even when I'm in church

[Verse 1]
Wait, wait, check it (What'?)
Glock 17s and speshes (Bu-baow!)
.38 autos and pellets
The 7.62s make a gunman dead it
Enit, enit (What?)
Gun smoke in the air, smеll it
Make the M-10 spray and wet man's skin
Likе I'm usin' mosquito repellent
So what's the angle? Two-litre manual
Change the atmosphere in seconds (Skrrt)
At the photo shoot, just me and Daniel
They don't know there's illegal weapons (Ha)
In the jailhouse, put bariis in capsules
Feed the rattle of findin' felons
The scope on the zig's triangle, the clip's rectangle
It don't bend like the 47s (Baow! Baow!)
We was three waps up at the show
Woulda said ask Bills, but he didn't even know
The metal detectors must be for show
Man's got a pouch on, but hid it in my clothes
Gun boys outside the venue
Man still formate and give it to a ho
Next time I go on tour I'm puttin' two gyal on the guest list
So they can bring it on the road (Lagga)
[Chorus]
Not gonna lie, we're all gonna die
I hope the yutes I don't like drop down first
I'm not gonna lie, I'm still tryna ride
Bro sat me down, said, "It's not how it works"
Not gonna lie, I try file the bine
And that 9x19 still didn't burst
Not gonna lie, it's not 2005
I gotta have this (What'?) even when I'm in church

[Verse 2]
Shotta life, crack cocaine, and homicides
Man buss case and mothers cry
Shootings on the other side, civilians horrified
Four-door well tinted up and modified
Rambo knife and nines with hollow bine
Gun crimes on the rise
Rule is take two of yours if you take one of mine
Man violate, gi' him a shot, don't apologise
Wait 'til it dies down (Then what?)
Then get him when he least expect it
The P's expensive, but beef's interestin'
Especially when your opps are neek infested
Can't pay 'til spray cah the heat needs testin' (Ching-ching)
Even if believe the G is genuine
Grease and medz it (What?)
Then phone Soljy and link him cah the piece needs mendin' (Lagga)
If any man that I'm with ain't touched nothin' or sold no drugs, then call me a capper (No shit)
Shottas and shooters, strappers and slappers
Mates ain't no rappers, white and buj wrappers (Brrr)
GPS tag and level-3 MAPPAs
Police probation and high-risk status
Peak altercations on opposite manors
NCA observations for serious matters (Lagga)
[Chorus]
Not gonna lie, we're all gonna die
I hope the yutes I don't like drop down first
I'm not gonna lie, I'm still tryna ride
Bro sat me down, said, "It's not how it works"
Not gonna lie, I try file the bine
And that 9x19 still didn't burst
Not gonna lie, it's not 2005
I gotta have this (What'?) even when I'm in church
Not gonna lie, we're all gonna die
I hope the yutes I don't like drop down first
I'm not gonna lie, I'm still tryna ride
Bro sat me down, said, "It's not how it works"
Not gonna lie, I try file the bine
And that 9x19 still didn't burst
Not gonna lie, it's not 2005
I gotta have this (What'?) even when I'm in church

[Outro]
Mi nah go lie
MAC-11 with fries
Play with Ten Percent and die
Get fried
('Rex the one and only)
Bang, bang, bang
Say they shoot guns, that's a lie