[Intro]
Yo, London City Warlord
Dem can't draw card (never!)
Pussyclart soundboy
One take, gun take

[Verse]
Yo, a we di rahtid
Rise mi gun like piloting a forklift
Mi a real badman, no, you can't diss
In any soundclash ting, mi are di hardest
Boydem find me load up mi gun then mi put out mi carcass
Then take a Rambo knife and push inna your neck
And turn it just like a car keys, yeah
Me and them, we ain't similar
Try a ting and I swear, fam, I'll turn this place into Syria
Man said they wanna war me, then see mi a
Shot inna mi gun [?] push dem inna
None of dem boy there carry weight, mi heavier
If mi buss mi gun, mi fire shot inna your head, you know
Mi kill you and your friend, you one of them a go dead you know
Yo, mi are di warlord
Just call me and tell me when the war start
Not into nuttin' with gun or mi no wan' talk
Bare shot in a bloodclart man, tell Bobby I'm the boss darg
Talk tough but you won't bring the worst out
Mi have mi gunman friend and we no laugh
Put bullet inna face and walk off
Try test this
I'll put a rope on your head like a necklace
My yout, you're too reckless
Dem man are false like dentures
Never been in any gunman ventures
Everybody squeeze when Riko Dan enters
Swear it on road, no pussyhole members
You thought we was the Avengers (Iron Man)
I'm never on the play play
About straps, you ain't never been a K spray
Love a bit of brandy, but I'm not Ray J
Hit with you Haymaker inna mi heyday
Heard man are frightened at us like Kay Slay
About dance, mi no bloodclart Nae Nae
Yeah, little darg, better make way
Trust me, if a n***a want to stay safe
Stay far from me cuh mi no play games
Fuck spraying bars, my yout, I'm gonna spray flames
And you n***as better know me
I'm not Lewisham but I'm still OG
Roll up to my works all lowkey
Go ham like a n***a with no P
I'm on a bare face ting
I ain't killing no man like Shinobi
Look, I'll show you how to do this
Buss gun like man inna di movies
We defend the dance, it's one my duties
You and your mandem, you move like groupies
One bag of Yes Men
Kill your darg what you're feeling for your best friend
Could do broad daylight in the West End
Mi know this is di rise of di skeng dem
Draw for mi shotty, you make mi start clapping
[?] fassy, rasta, no natty
[?], praise to Selassie
Pree all a dem pussy a bumbaclart [?]
Mi bad like Bin Laden, Saddam and Gaddafi
And mi have di keys to di place and mi lock it
Mi shot dem'll bat out your face like patty
You likkle batty (pussy!)