[Verse 1 - Novelist]
What you don't know? I've got flows
Nov is the best and everyone knows
If you don't know, come to my show
And I bet that you won't want to go
Take my bar - no I don't think so
Because I'll break in your house and I won't tip-toe
Break in your house and I won't be slow
And I'm going to exit out the back window
What I don't say, I don't play
Nov's going to jack you and your mate
Won't be bait, night or day
Take your stuff and you won't have a say
That boy there was a prick from day
Come school one time with a bar left fade
Now man want to be bad for the rave
But never that, you'll get hit with a spade
What you don't know is I'm on my own ting
I'm on the road never stay in the home ting
Everyone says they're spraying a chrome ting
On a road ting but it's never the whole ting
Violate then it's a run in the home ting
It's not a joke, it's not a jacking the phone ting
Can't see me [?]
Can't get drawn out on a dog and a bone ting
Can't draw me out
How are you going to draw me out?
I'm from where shit gets gory out
If you saw me out back in the day then you'd know right now that I'm on a low ting
I don't want to see me on another poking
Trying not to go to jail and I'm not joking
Not enough man like me are voting
But man are on the block chatting shit moaning
What you don't know in my ends you don't go
Go there and you might just get shown
All of the youngers got no chill
Got no chill cuh life is real
Don't know why this boy's acting trill
But trill man will drill man in a grill
Act like a fruit and you will get peeled
Gonna make you pay like you got a bill
And what? I don't care, I'm a rudeboy still
Spit simple cuh that's how I feel
If I don't like you when I see your car I'll roll down and bore your wheel
Bare man chatting about they got still
Man are watching too much Kill Bill
Gassed up man are gassed up for the thrill
But upset when somebody gets killed
When I'm on the mic it's like a clearance
You don't want to come around with interference
Because I got bare youngers like parents
More time [?] parents
I'm an adolescent with perseverance
Bigger man I'm going to teach them a lesson
You don't want to muck around
If you muck around you're going to hear about another disappearance
When I'm on the mic I know you feel me
But you want to talk like you want to kill me
When I know that you want to wheel me
So chat shit I'll make your blood spill G and
Can't feel me I'm a real G and
You have never had road beef man
I'm N-O-V to the E
And I'll take your girl and put the D to the V