With Intent

[Intro] S-s-samurai sword in my palm (P-p-p-p-pyrex living) G-g-grievous bodily harm (P-p-p-p-pyrex living) War dem ah get if a war dem want (Pyrex living) Beef intense could never be calm [Verse 1] He told me he knows how to whip Now he’s in the kitchen looking all shakey Bro just phoned for a Z And asked for the price on the Katie I told him it all depends If it’s washed do you want it flakey? He asked if it's ten out of ten Are you dumb? You dickhead rate me I’m the youngest nigga that’s doing it Tell bro don’t put the whole thing under the tap Cah you might just ruin it Side by side with 2 in it I got a bitch in the car when I’m moving it I jumped out the car when I slapped it They found a whip but not one clue in it I’ll show these guys how to drill (drill, drill, drill, drill) Real eyes, realise and recognise real The weapon I'm gripping that's stainless You don’t wanna feel this steel I left man slumped on the pavement Ching, stab him for the kill I was in the flats, chopping up crack I don’t give a Jack, I done it with Jill Gillette blades I did it bait Jump out the whip on the mains Shank in my hand tryna ching his face I got nicked for a GBH But I had my mask on my face So I bussed that silly case [Hook] Samurai sword in my palm Grievous bodily harm With intent when I swing mans arm Beef intense could never be calm War dem ah get if a war dem want They wanna be us but they can’t Wet, wet, wet man down for the crew JSav and Hunch, that’s Phil and Grant [Verse 2] Plug just come to the re Now I’m in the bando crushing up yola Kitchens baking hot Watch it fizzle and drop with baking soda Fill the Pyrex up with water Let it run cah it needs to get colder I got ten out of ten on the Lisa Finna get food back on the Mona I ain’t even put the fork in the 'rex And it started locking already I just gave Annas a tester And I got all stars like Kenny In the jail house doing up Bernadette But the loud come dank like Penny Spin all 6 but I got 5 Now there’s a space in the T like jelly Way too loose, know we recording the truths Jump out gang on the news Ting get sweet, now they wanna water it down Coming like dilute juice Coming like squash, squash what? Point blank when - got shot ISIS days, I had it in lock I rap what I live, don’t call man hot Dem boy there rap and lie Oi stop that shit My b is the best That’s chocolate chip Put the fork in the 'rex And don’t stop till I rock that shit I don’t ask man questions Just know that I shot that prick [Hook x2] Samurai sword in my palm Grievous bodily harm With intent when I swing mans arm Beef intense could never be calm War dem ah get if a war dem want They wanna be us but they can’t Wet, wet, wet man down for the crew JSav and Hunch, that’s Phil and Grant