F64

Yeah yeah

They want 64 bars, I want 64 whips and yards

And I don’t care who they think that they are

Cause I will laugh at your staff as I carve them in half

I’m positive like H.I.V

I’ll bury emcees on SB.TV

So deep that they'll only have the reaper to meet

Say hello to the demons for me

And don’t think cause I’ve just been signed that I still ain't the most venomous grime emcee

I catalysed half of the scene into making songs with the hearts on their sleeve

So tell your whole team that I’m iller

You can’t see me like an evening with Cilla

That’s why I find them hard to believe

When they're talking greased like they're larger than me

If you ain't heard of me, thats perjury

None of them men couldn't verbally murder me

I’ll break in my doctors surgery

Ransack the drugs and then get arrested for burglary

It’s quite sick, cause only 6 years ago, none of them cunts had ever heard of me

I’m like a cigarette I’ll hurt you internally

But they can’t put me down, they keep burnin’ me

So fuck anyone hatin’ on me