[Chorus: Dom P]
They should know
That we are just too hot
Representing for our block
Now we started, we can't stop
I think
I told you this before
My crew is just too raw
These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Yes, check this lyrical talent
Everybody wanna be an MC, there's no balance
Wiley is extravagant inna bashment
Blazing fire inna bashment
Stacking the paper is a must
And straps haffi buss if you step into the square
I'll put a soundboy in the electric chair
I'll clash anybody, anyone, anywhere
I use to be a moralless, no moral kid
Now I'm a terrible kid
I make tunes for the money, not the fun of it
Purple haze, we're bunning it
The scene? We're running it
Top gunning it, Tom Cruising it
Prada booting it
Wiley Kat's [?] this
I've got a semi-automatic spraying machine
And I'm erratic, I'm [?] in the scene
[Chorus: Dom P]
They should know
That we are just too hot
Representing for our block
Now we started, we can't stop
I think
I told you this before
My crew is just too raw
These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 2: Wiley]
It's Wiley and I'm getting 'em hyper
Get dirty like a baby diaper
Who that pon the riddim? I'm a lyrical sniper
All badboys just flash your lighter
It's gun season, millimeter
Who wan' fi test? Them get defeater
We bun fire pon pon all informer
Bun them with the red heat seeker
My crew lay low, we are shooter
See me flex in my new Nike booter
And see me flex in me new Nike suiter
Make the move fi di dough, fi di looter
My brain is like a computer
Think you're cold but we are colder
Cause I'm a soldier
And when I get hot, reckless danger
Make the paper
[Chorus: Dom P]
They should know
That we are just too hot
Representing for our block
Now we started, we can't stop
I think
I told you this before
My crew is just too raw
These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 3: Flowdan]
Dem bwoy get bun inna di revolution
When the war has begun, Breezy, hand me mi gun
Somebody life ah go dun, dem cyaan see me come
Pussy better get up and run
From the two double O four, three, two, one
Venomous crew, venomous what tongue
Life who? Life what? Life ah go dun
Bun, fire bun, fire bun, fire bun
Style man ah bus, man ah burst long time
Skin ah get bun and gyal ah get wine
Coulda my time, a nuh your time, anybody's time
Man just sleep in my mind
All type of talk badman ah rewind
Cuh dem haffi get heat up every time
That's the resistance [?]
It's me 'cause I bar with bare cyanide
[Chorus: Dom P]
They should know
That we are just too hot
Representing for our block
Now we started, we can't stop
I think
I told you this before
My crew is just too raw
These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 4: Breeze]
Too nasty so they wanna blast me
Wanna talk shit but they never walk past me
Oi, how dare you chat like I fear you
I'm a top boy, nowhere near you
My mind will scare you, 'cause I'm far too deep
No cash, pissing on the street you sleep
But it's weak to creep so I spare you
Heard you got a girl in west with a double D chest
Time to put her faithfulness to the test
Was she letting off? Oh yes
Was she sucking off? Oh yes
Couldn't care less about the mess
Now I got another mistress
Nuttin' but nastiness, that's me
B-R double E-Z, E
Never had an STD
Skippy Boy AKA Sleazy

[Chorus: Dom P]
They should know
That we are just too hot
Representing for our block
Now we started, we can't stop
I think
I told you this before
My crew is just too raw
These players, they ain't sure
They should know
That we are just too hot
Representing for our block
Now we started, we can't stop
I think
I told you this before
My crew is just too raw
These players, they ain't sure