[Intro: President T]

Hang tight Bossman
Going out to H
Going out to Paper Pabs
Going out to Skepta
Going out to Jme
And it's live, ok then
And when we come to do things
We do them the large way
And it's real

[Verse 1: President T]

This MC ain't wise
I wouldn't let him escape with one of those lies
Hey rudey, I ain't none of those guys
And I only MC with one of those guys
I'll turn a dickhead MC into a guy that cries
Cos I can't promote none of those lies
Cos me and these MC guys ain't size
They will run out their mouth till someone dies
I don't want to send some music guy to the skies
They won't notice me cos I come fully disguised
It will take 6 months or so for an MC to realise he ain't never been clever
This MC ain't wise
[Hook: Bossman Birdie]

Man in Meridian
I know man from all kind of zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian
I know man from all kind of zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian

[Verse 2: Bossman Birdie]

Cuz, don't try spit like Bossy
Cos you'll get fucked up trust me
I make badman turn into duppy
So you best think twice before you copy me
5ft9, yeah and I'm stocky
My people roll with masks like hockey
MCs can't see me or touch me
Not even bodybuilders can spot me
Oh man, I ain't cockney
My people say my style is cocky
Veterans wear my styles like poppies
Cos they know my style is gully
It's not Hugo, it's Bossy
And I will lay down your posse
I told you I will murder him like Gotti
I'm killing MCs hard, I ain't killing them softly
[Hook: Bossman Birdie]

Man in Meridian
I know man from all kind of zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian
I know man from all kind of zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian

[Verse 3: President T]

I went jail, bored in the sock
Now I lick shots 24 round the clock
And I've got parts of a Glock
Boy better know, I've got cats that'll spray man just for a £20 rock
Cuz, you'll be the laughing stock if you out of stock
If President T went swag, everybody knows that'd be the biggest shock
I want money, broken screen, no tax and a tanny
Now I cook food, and I weren't taught by a guy called Sammy
And I've got a convict granny
Boy better know, I've got guys that'll spray man just for a lift back to Manny
I might deliver in the ends, but everybody knows I don't know David Lammy

[Hook: Bossman Birdie]
Man in Meridian
I know man from all kind of zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian
Man in Meridian
I know man from all kind of zones that worship man in Meridian
You can't talk to President T nor Bossy
Not one of the man in Meridian