Man saw my Road Rage was no bumper car
You little bumbaclart
Man you ain't got the nuts to start
You man are so under par
Shove your shitty little 16's up your arse
Man I've done your dance
You man ain't got the gloves to spar
Firearms they can't box with gods
Let alone touch a star
So think before you come for ours
'Cause man came up from rock bottom
Marga Missin' Gym like Dot Cotton
No more human being I'm Dot Rotten
Man are talking codswallop
Them man are whats what and whats what then
What I'm not in your top 10?
Name your top 10
Bring 10 more and swap them
I'll top them
Show them they're not men
Little yutes put them back in a cot then
Come through like
What is it on then
Me I'm not big Fris
Roll to the dance with Sidey and Idris
I don't care who's best in the district
Nor do I care for best dressed in district
Most my best friends are misfits
Sendin' for me your death threat's a misprint
Man can't see my like wiptince
Kings' what I've been since I first left imprints
Trust me I'm on a big man ting
'Cause I never had bring-ins, I bring man in
Trust me I'm on a big man ting
'Cause I never had bring-ins, I bring man in
Trust me I'm on a big man ting
'Cause I never had bring-ins, I bring man in
Trust me I'm on a big man ting
'Cause I never had bring-ins...
Man are lost in words like a bookworm
Who took shern
Look, learn
Man I shine like pooks perm
Pressure came when you knew I stood firm
My business that's not your concern
Got flow of the century
Verse of the year
Still man wanna try burst my career
Them man are havin' a bubble and livin' within it
Don't make man burst your career
Watch man make it
Then try claim it
Fam don't try and reimburse my career
And I never had big man helpin'
On my own ting like Trim Van Helsing
Got the source like a chip van serving
And if mans lerkin'
I'll hit man merkin'
I'll lift man certain
Fuck anybody that did man dirty
The big man's certy
Look, nobody taught me
Never had bring-ins, can't say that I dick road
Man I flow like now, uno my style
Man are saying that I'm Big Tobz
And yeah I did shot once
But never shot guns
Can't really ever say that I did road
Bare liars, hairdryers
That's the only time you ever seen wigs blown
You man are grippin mic
You man are drippin like
Say that you licked holds
Yeah kick ball rapper
6 tall dapper
I mean you can check the bruise on my shin bone
When I drop like Pharcyde
This ain't apartheid
I don't care about skin tone
I ain't watching for you
Or the dons in your crew
That's a waste of a clip like say you've been Rick Rolled
See I'm from the era of Pokémon cards and brick phones
Man used to pay for the ringtones
That's Kama's era
Spin MCs like Eddy doing capoeira
Been on the grind like Bam Margera
Man see and they turn to a stand and starer
I up the levels like a stanner stairlift
Man don't care if
Man dont like me
Na nor do I care for a has-been
A has-been who can't name one place that they have been
It's funny how shit shaped up like chaplins
Man watch me with scrutiny
From shadows of the men that they used to be
Man think I've blown that's news to me
But I'm ready to bust you can't [?] to me
I rep Leicester
Know the boys in blue
Man don't chat to the boys in blue
Yo lickle man I can see the boy in you
And if man steps up then I'm boyin' you
I rep Leicester
Know the boys in blue
Man don't chat to the boys in blue
Yo lickle man I can see the boy in you
And if man steps up then I'm boyin' you
Bang