[Chorus]
Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I
Hit em’ with a brick or hit em’ with a bat

Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I
Hit em’ with a brick or hit em’ with a bat

[Verse]
From da off from the get go
Yo, could take their best shot, cos their best flow
Slow, them n***as, they want chat like they kept up
No, there’s only one boss to a next up pro
O Kiddi K, yo, did he say, that
Did he make, dough, from a sprayed, rap
Oh yeah, giggidy, and your bae got spanked
Said she went home, but she came to the flat
She got her own mind, it’s as snakey as that
But don’t mind, she’ll catch an 8 to the back
It’s all a matter of time, before I conquer the map
They playing conkers wid me, I cause the conker to crack
You see, I’m nice wid my C's, so I can afford a masseuse
She says she senses my chi and suggested subtle cahoots
Criminal, considering she wouldn’t fuck if she knew
I’m planning world domination while she ucking the oo
Truss its the truth, fuck, what’s a brother to do?
Them man are plugging, unplugging, then plugging the food
It’s like they like it, trus so when they run to the loo
It’s got me thinking they’re enjoying trying to hide what they do
It’s kinda worrying them man are out there lying to youts
So I’m tying my shoes, and kicking them for trying to tune
Bruh, if you was that good you’d have a Fire in the Booth
You better settle down boy, you got some climbing to do
You lickle pussy, you man do what Simon would do
You wait for commands, never try inspiring youths
Whereas G’s affect the culture when they rhyme in the booth
We vibrant and rude, that’s why the fandom like what we do
Right on the route, then man have got some driving to do
Them man are plugging, unplugging, then plugging the food
Yeah they repeat it, hope you know it’s something that’s true
So far in this tune I’ve just been rhyming like you
But wait
Look at the way that I fuck up the game, I’m
The pick of the pack in the place, you’re in a predicament
Talking and ticking, the ting thats about to go off in your face
No ticka or tacka is hitting the back of the net
I'm a Balotelli you're a bum
The Diaz Brothers are bums
I’m Connor conjuring sums
The sicker the rapper, intricar the pattern, the bigger the badder the bar
The bigger the badder the cheque
The bigger the badder the yard
The quicker the radder the car the thicker the back on the brass
The pickier mandem become
The bigger, the badder the beast
The bigger the brighter the star
My brudda I’m ready for war, you know but wait
Man ain’t fucking about with no alternate occupation
Figure the way I came and fucked the game with no procrastination
Did it and ducked wid minimal fuss
It’s evident that we’re not on the same shit
Mana be talking a bag of the bull
And a bag of the bull never something I'm taking
Anaphylactic shock, for gal-dem
Gal-dem suck deez nuts
But mandem are telling me G keep up with mandem like
Eminem. MF and Buss
In fact I'm a problem for all of them man, ya know
I'm a problem for all of the dons, run em along
Ca Wizzy be here
And Wizzy be strong
So what is it tsst
Oi what is it ON
Ca man got bars for them
To cart a Cartier ain't hard for them, so I can’t laugh until I’m ballin' harder
Than, regatta men, they laughing now I'm catching up wid all a dem
They're all offended, all astounded how the kid surpassing em
But wait
Man ain’t fucking about with no alternate dumb suggestion
Figure the way I showed that pussyho' my crazy punch selection
Dipping and ducking, minimal fuss
A swift uppercut, it's something you're getting
Mandem be talking a bag of the bull, and the mandem that chat it can't sit in our setting
Wait, you ain’t moving weight, and you ain’t pushing weight
So why you in my face? Getting all up in my space?
Know some young n***as, and they like to swang
So I hit them wid the swing, like
Sway, look him in the face, who’s he trying to be?
Who’s he trying to copy? Better not be me
Slap him in the cheek, take a couple tooth
The little neek will get a little bit of
This, a little bit of that
So when I hear the shit, the smelly kind of chat
I tell him how it is, and yeah they might react
So I hit em’ with a brick, or hit em’ with a bat
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
So when I hear the shit, the smelly kind of chat
I tell him how it is, and yeah they might react
So I hit em’ with a brick, or hit em’ with a bat
[Chorus]
Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I
Hit em’ with a brick or hit em’ with a bat

Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Hit em’ with a brick, hit em’ with a bat
Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I
Hit em’ with a brick or hit em’ with a bat