[Intro: Skepta]
Teddy
Teddy
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Skepta]
Ever since Diesle put us on two 'til four
Yardie kicks, shit coming off the hinges
You can see the prints from the boots on the door
Jump on the stage like "Who wanna war?"
I'm not a yout' anymore
But don't get it twisted, I'm still a big kid
Might pull up in the whip with the windows tinted
Bags full of cash like Ricky and Ingrid
Got bad B's that'll make it clap for me
Got G's that'll make it clap for me
Push your wig back for me
Told you, don't disrespect the Lord, that's blasphemy
Why would you play with your life?
Don't act up again, you know that ain't really wise
Last time, my brudda's had the Twix in the ride
That's two sticks for you and your pussy'ole guys
My enemies get splashed without water
And I be in the kitchen cooking up a snack for my daughter
Never get my hands dirty, I don't link cats on the corner
It's Big Smoke, I ain't talking no steam and sauna
Psycho, man, I'm too out of order
Keep my name out your mouth rude boy, you're a fan, better still you're a stalker
[Chorus: Skepta, D-Power Diesle]
Lick down guys in the booth
Sniper, take out guys on the roof
Take out crews, give man a deja vu
Blud, stop hiding the truth
Do it in the basement, me against you
Do it on stage, yeah, that's everyone against me
And we can pull up to the radio and do it how we did it on 923
Lick down guys in the booth
Sniper, take out guys on the roof
Take out crews, give man a deja vu
Blud, stop hiding the truth
Do it in the basement, me against you
Do it on stage, yeah, that's everyone against me
Or we can pull up to the radio and do it how we did it on 923

[Verse 2: D-Power Diesle]
Sniper, but it's not Kung Fu style
Big DP, I've been here for a while
Been on the roads, been putting in work since OG's were giving out Chelsea smiles
Can't control me 'cause I'm way too wild (Nope)
Big boy machine, that's way too loud (Move)
Man don't bread or ask for their help 'cause I'm big DP and I'm way too proud
Footsie called me last week and told me when I see them wasteman, wave it down
Jump out the whip, wave it round
So many spent shells cous', untold rounds
Man talk shit, gotta laugh at that clown
Grime is alive when we're in town
Left it to them, look at it now
Everything that we built up, they burnt down
Do it like the basement or like the roof
You know the settings, don't need a booth (Nope)
Just two decks, one mic and a mixer
Lyrics for lyrics like deja vu
I can bill two beats, put them on loop
Spit two lyrics, everybody goes loops
If you can't bill a beat then spit a lyric
King of the grime scene, that's not you
[Chorus: Skepta, D-Power Diesle]
Lick down guys in the booth
Sniper, take out guys on the roof
Take out crews, give man a deja vu
Blud, stop hiding the truth
Do it in the basement, me against you
Do it on stage, yeah, that's everyone against me
And we can pull up to the radio and do it how we did it on 923
Lick down guys in the booth
Sniper, take out guys on the roof
Take out crews, give man a deja vu
Blud, stop hiding the truth
Do it in the basement, me against you
Do it on stage, yeah, that's everyone against me
Or we can pull up to the radio and do it how we did it on 923