[Intro]
Sometimes I don't think you motherfuckers understand where I'm coming from
Where I'm trying to get to
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[Verse 1: Nico Lindsay]
Everyone's B-A-D
Till a close one gets bun like THC
Might see me with L-E-E on the M-I-C
I see many dead MCs
Study one subject like B-T-E-C
H all great after lessons leave
Step in the road and can't apply

[Verse 2: Capo Lee]
Always hear bare talk from the deadest guys
It's like Capo, flow on the mic like yeah
More time, yo, sometimes say yeah
I ain't got 100,000 views
But I'll still punch man in the face like yeah
Come around talking watch and chains
Ain't put food in the fridge all year
Ain't got a flow that you flow with that's yours
[Verse 3: PK]
Chat shit, man ah end up on the floor
And man are back on a wave with all my Gs
Don't stand by me
Otherwise, man are getting turfed by me
Man are gonna end up with a concussion and one
Hell of a mad nosebleed
Let me tell them again, can't stand by me
Otherwise, man are getting turfed by me

[Verse 4: Lyrical Strally]
Left on the astro
On the floor where the germs might be
Left Striker, always in the box
Not six yards, your girlfriend's box
After, I gotta shoot off
Milkshake in the morning like yog
Left Striker, always in the box
Not six yards, your girlfriend's box
After, I gotta shoot off

[Verse 5: Saint P]
Got a little P so I put it in my gob
S-A, character, I'm like Spike Lee
S-A, mad and kick just like tai chi
Wednesday, drank Magnums with your wifey
Told her "I can't be trapped, so untie me"
Eff jakes, can't look down or confine me
Press play, no, we can't stop cuh that livestream
Deadweight, give me the cop, it's like ice cream
[Verse 6: Nico Lindsay]
Bare grease chat but you will not on sight me
But know the levels are dumb
Better go run when I come round and dump
Don't tell 'em twice, nah, just tell 'em once
When I punchline, bars come with a thump
Ain't up to par, levels D-U-M-B
Better go run when I D-U-M-P
Don't tell 'em twice, yeah, them O-N-C-E

[Verse 7: Capo Lee]
C-A-P-O, L-double-E, like yo
Capo the Champ, I be the one
When I touch down, bare bars haffi run
Holding the mic and the dance get done
16 kick out your air from your lung
Everyting sweet, big tune haffi beat
Soundboy get blazed, send me the sheet
Can't find a height Cap Lee can't reach

[Verse 8: PK]
Kick man's head, I'm the black Jet Li
You don't want the Shaolin technique
Roundhouse will take your face so quickly
Man have been training on the mountain
From '06, I've got the grimy history
Like when Dizzee and Titch had beef on the rooftop
I'm not a mook, don't push me
Cold like Eski, man ah move frozen
[Verse 9: Lyrical Strally]
And you don't wanna get your goods stolen
I ain't out there robbing
But I know man don't let the star fire
L Strally, on the mic, I'm a beast boy
Come to the setting all black like ravens
Spit onstage, I don't do no raving
But if I do, I'm waving
Cuh your girl wants the Strally

[Verse 10: Saint P]
And her man don't wanna see Saint
Mate, don't act silly, dumb, stupid or dark
This flow might blow off the roof of your car
Believe, I only speak truth in my bars
Nothing more, nothing less
Yes, I was born with the text
When I'm on set, I usually par
See me in the dance, reproducing a bar
Two peng tings, I liked the way that
They was moving their arse