Spitfire

[Intro] Yo, JDZ spitfire business Jaykae, Invasion Alert, SHM Make sure you go get A Bite to Eat, out now Free Little Lee, free Creeper, free Bossman C, free Yayo [Verse 1] Some real shit Some real shit No deal shit Yea its got to the stage I don't feel shit Yea, I remember those days were I'd steal shit Or run around the ends with the steel shit So don't get me wrong I might deal shit 'Cause I'm still out here on some chill shit And 'nuff man want to talk about clips and straps But a matter of fact they don't kill shit You see last week, yeah my Auntie died And up until then, blud, I've hardly cried I've been too gassed up on a party vibe Is this the right way, yo I can't decide Yea it might be left, yea it might be right Is he my bro or a snidy guy Yeah I moved to the ends in 95' And 2 double 0 7 I was writing rhymes And then six years flew And I've stayed relevant in those six years too People keep saying 'yo, this years you' And I tell them mandem thanks for trying, you ain't the man for grime I'm the man for grime And my nan was right, I'm a little bastard I've been mad for time I ain't scared of anyone that's alive Think I'm big now? Wait 'till I maximize Yo is Max alive? Tell that wasteman pass the mic And don't catch a hype And don't throw jabs with a glass jaw fam you'll get smashed tonight Trust, it's irrational, I wanna keep traveling like I'm shit at basketball Next year mana' going international Link Skepta when I hit the capital, yeah You see 2013's been a big year (yeah yeah) When you're in Man City don't play like Sinclair (yeah yeah) I might pin a bitch down like Rick Flair (woo) And don't worry about a ting 'cause the tings there, yeah the tings there And I'm Rick flair, I'm the nature boy, I got paper boy Yeah see this year it's been a big... If you're a hater boy, I'll see you later boy I'll see you later boy Guys wanna hate but I ain't annoyed It's cool if you wanna give your mate destroyed 2013 mana' made a noise See it's 2013 mana' Rick Flaring All eyes on me brudda quit staring Down to get mine [?] I'll slap a man down, I'll Rick Flair him I'm Rick Flair, oh yeah Praise the lord because I'm breathing Do the wrong things for the right reason It's hype season Right now it's emotional Each of my bars are quotable Man I smoke until I don't feel sociable You might get that work like you go to school Blud, I put in that work like I hold a tool How you gonna get that ball rolling unless you roll the ball You're not road at all The bigger you are you're known to fall You must know the rules If not let me show you the ropes Been around 'ere I'm a winner round 'ere I ain't got a clue how I lose a course My insides full of liquor and buddah smoke Fam, life's about how you devote your time to live wild and do your most It ain't about to prove to the hoes you're a shotta' out here and you move those You know why? Say the wrong thing and you might get robbed My mum asked me, yo will I get a job I told her, mum, it's my job She thinks that I'm lazy, I piss her right off I coulda' went uni and got a degree, but you won't see me sitting in a (lecture) Ima' stay here, keep doing my ting and fuck up the music and then a lil' extra Now I got a brownin sucking on my dick just 'cause I got a lil' shoutout from Skepta Now I got a white girl pissing me off 'cause I was in the ends and I didn't text her Shut up bitch, leave me alone Boss man ting like The Sopranos Grey Goose, Henny and some Disaronno Tell my man drop a bigger parcel 'Cause I can talk hard Mate, can you? You will get shook like spray cans do And you can find me by St. Andrews And now or later we can have straightener Afterwards, we can even shake hands too And Brum town I'm looking to break man through 0121 I hate Man-U Invasion Alert's no wasteman crew Fuck off