Nasty life, I'll be to the end
Yeah, I'll be to the death
It's there on the flesh
Nasty, forget the rest that left
They're firing low
I'll aim at your neck with my Dracula flow
Yep, yep, the mode's UFO
Can KA do it? I guess N-O
Came Greengate and held his head low
Selecta
Look, here's how we roll
It's not bars no more, it's kilos
See me? I want a bad yard with a black car
That means I want six zeros
Yeah, me, I want more than G notes
Me, I roll with the outlaws like C-Bo
If you don't ask your girl, she knows
See, this ain't Harlem
I rep [?], Stratford's my garden
We're Eastenders but we ain't actors
Trust me, I'm nuttin' like Martin
On - that you don't want part in
So you best not be the target
Yeah, we leave man red like the carpet
Now it's won't be no pit that's barking
Aim for your lid
Or leave holes in your carton
I was in Bing with carbon
There on the wing, ready to swing like Tarzan
F your links, I'll par them
In year 6
You was- dancing
You ain't sick like Marcus
You see, my clique's full of Obamas
Presidential like the Carters
Look, I said [?] to Alvin
Going on bad cause of guys that are round him
You ain't better than Grim, fam
You look like Earthworm Jim, you need to stop clowning
Diamond rings don't make you 'bout it
See, I ain't the type to bout with, uh uh
You'll get put in an ashtray, outed
I'll come with a long nose like Peter Crouch's
Yeah, in a straight black outfit
I don't hang around waste like the belt in my trousers
Wait, let me announce this
They don't want us round like a house kick
But believe I'm down for the foulness
Yeah, I be out in the night like an owl is
I won't care if you got nice Ralph bits
See, I wanna invest in houses
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