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[Verse] They say I can't jump on the riddim laidback So I lick 'em in the face with the wickedest track Man round here move nuts with the lead You can get your headtop filled with that Can't break a branch off the Family Tree You'll get slapped in the head with a stick by T Don't think us man just MC Still in the trap tryna rake in P I will violate you if you violate me It's an eye for an eye, we both won't see Like say I didn't do postcode greaze Get slapped up for the name of your street Let something bang like the name of the beat My old boy gets prang when I play with the heat I'm a loose cannon, let it rain on the street Fuck five-O, they ain't caging me And I heard that man wanna take our style Hear it, then recreate our style Ever since MIK said "ergh" Man's been copying us likewhile Don't jump in if you're not FT Bare MCs now wanna leave gaps You never left out the first bar before So don't do it now, you're a flipping cat Ergh See, did you just hear that? I heard couple man try doing it different But I clocked on and they're gonna get slapped Never ever see me wifing a slag Stunting in clothes I have to give back (Oi, ACE, why didn't you finish that bar?) I didn't have time, I was burying the strap Ergh I greased it down so it did not rust All you do is grease down butt I'll holler at brats for the cake and cust' Keep thinking you're bad till your face gets buss You can't make your heart hench I'll stab you in there if you think you're rough I'll smack you in the nose with the stick like cuff Oi, listen up, look When I touch mic, MCs get shook I read your gang just like a story I bet you thought I was gonna say book That's why your place in the game got took You make me sick, you dirty scroot Your Air Force Ones, they've come from the market They're from the leaning tower of boogz Family Tree, that's a very big hook Say that bar and fuck up the shoobs (Oi, fam, what you looking at?) You're looking at the dan gorgon, but I ain't Doogz I was raised in the hood where there's nuttin' but crooks Chain round where, fam? Would've got took All of my mandem make bare dough You could say that I roll with cooks Ergh Man wanna send insults at I Man wanna direct sends at me It ain't cool, cuzzy, I'll give man a chiefing Don't smile up with me and grin teet' If it's on, then it's on, buck me in the street You can get clapped like 'hold some of these' I'll come down to your booking in Brighton Splash, you will get thrown in the sea I will never have it off any MC I've been raised up round real roadman In the Blue, that's the home of the muckiest Gs Blue Battlefield, that's a tough CD Right now, I'm on a tune made by Splurt D Anybody wanna come violate me Get slapped with a stick from the duttiest tree [Outro] I'm just gonna leave it there Cuh I'm not even tryna make anyone quit 'Cause I'm going in too much But just listen to what I said, innit