bad em up

Bad 'em up, bad 'em up, bad 'em up once If you wanna come and take man for a dunce I've been on the grind for a hundred months And I ain't stopped doing music, not once Bad 'em up, bad 'em up, bad 'em up once If you wanna come and take man for a dunce I've been on the grind for a hundred months And I ain't stopped doing music, not once See, the bars I write, they're like scriptures I'm famous and everybody takes pictures I had faith since decks and mixers And you're a non-believer, so I can't see you in the distance Picture the game as a whore, it's healthy Like the boy better know tea business J is my witness, I'm a musician, ask Skepta Three of us talk then we make a decision You know me, I got good vision, rude boy, listen Don't fuck about, there'll be a rude boy missing When the goons start fishing, I'm a L- O-N killer with the hood snakes hissing Me, the shotta that you couldn't really see, made the dream come true After years of wishing, after years Of dissing, after years of swinging Still did the crime and walked, no, because Everything seems cloudy, I've never been Robbed in the game 'cause I'm rowdy Carry on, I will take a hammer to your Audi, I'm like a soldier from Saudi You're not bad, man, wanna see me try and hound me? It's next week and you still ain't found me The phone starts ringing when I drive through Bounty And where's Lethal? He ain't in Bounty Twenty-seven, big achiever, E2 Weaver, had the first Sega Blud, I emerge like a jungle fever All in one creeper, Roman street sweeper Don't get gashed by the hour, rude boy, I get gashed by the metre Wilehouse senior, lemons will lean ya, P3 teacher, L-O-N preacher UK speaker, Trinidad bloodline St Paul soldier, North London, I got next door neighbour Eskimo raver, hell stone visitor, meridian resident Senior man in the president, shower man, all South soldiers Don't fear olders, never had youngers, age ain't nothing but numbers 'Cause the seventeen year olds roll with the pumpers I am a temple tourer, champagne pourer Winchmore warrior, class A courier Grime scene ambassador, duppy maker 44 Saviour, Ally Pally jungle raver Entry ticket and a borer, fresh haircut With a side parting and a border Selby centre explorer, private caller ignorer I'm an Eskidance keeper, get the weed cheaper, quantum leaper The Tottenham high streeter, Eski beat beater A star reader, four times community service breacher But I'm still facing jail, the case beater Robbery, burglary, dad got nicked 'cause of me The police thought I was a porn shop dealer Back in the day, I was a wheeler and dealer Fly to Westwood, the sky is blue and the grass is greener Paul Smith jeans, two Air Max Typhoons, shroom gash beater Yeah, I know Jenny but I don't know Rita Plus my mum's family come from Antigua You come from West but you don't know younger or older beaver I was in carnival, 12 years back with the East London side leaders Man are badman, man are breeders Yo You need to say the real, right Yeah So now I needed to say, okay, I needed to say "ebon" Ebon Ebon Say, no, you need to do that, see, do this, do this, do this Ebon Oh