Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails
Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails

Lyrical thuggery spit that properly
Get too close you’ll end up in casualty
It's all peak for you & your family
It's off with your head if you wanna challenge me
King Yosho, call me your majesty
Me vs You, quick fatality
I don’t care, who you bring
Coz I’ll leave man with the scars just like Ribery
Home run, but I ain't talking little league
Acting smart get a box in your chest piece
I said, acting smart get a box in your chest piece
Didn’t get that bar so I had to repeat
Them man are shit so I call them feces
Shut your beak we don’t wanna hear you speak
Because when I spit it's lyrical thuggery

Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails
Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails

It's my scene, I don’t wanna leave
Get left when I write, Hold one of each
I've got a hot skull for the skullduggery
In my scopes not where you wanna be
Bare sorry excuses for Mc’s
Straight up no apologies
Bad em up once
Bad em up twice
Bad em up nuff
Till they wanna bounce & they gotta leave
The whole of them boys are just wannabes
I pattern the style & they copy me
Aim the cannon, flash photography
That's an image you don’t wanna see
When I’m on set they don’t wanna reach
There is a bag of them yutes
There is just one of me
So respect the rules & regulations
T&C’s & polices

Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails
Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails

Lyrical thuggery I spit bars for the thugs in the flats
That are trapped in the system
With them packs
Don’t chat & gas
Like say you wanna your gonna pull out the mac on man
They ain't gonna squeeze no mac in hand
Break man down like pounded yam
Don’t get me mad like an African dad
I’ll send man back to the sweet motherland

Lyrical thuggery
I write my bars for the ones that are gassed
The ones that are lost
& the ones that's never had
Too far to go back
Mans been cold from way back
Nugshot, yeah hold that
Headback contact
No it won’t grow back
Shutta mc, No strap
Ima wicked mc know that..trust


Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails
Lyrical thuggery I spit well
Lyrical thuggery in my bars
Lyrical thuggery can't you tell
Raised in the wild with the garden snails