BDL Cypher

[Instrumental 1]

[Verse 1: Big Narstie]

Base defence league

Base defence league

Base defence league

Defence league

My flow is hard

As a youth, blud, life was hard

I needed P so I picked up hard

Tryna be the big dog in the yard

My head went ooop since Stockwell Park

Know I'm out here, late night

Brixton is New Jack City

Who is afraid of the dark?

I'm not and I'm waiting a bulldog bark

Taking a P-A-R cause I let it for my C-A-R

Rock-a-by-baby, send man's head back F-A-R

Mum can't understand the pain

Fam, she said my ears is hard

Said if I live by the gun, I will die by the gun

So it looks like I'm going out hard

Something's just hard, it's a hard

Shoes are hard, 4s are hard

9s are hard, bops are hard

Hold tight the man that was wearing hard

Baby, this didn't come just like flour

Come like it's corn on the cob

I pops this thing on the stick

You're like "Jesus, oh my god"

Know I go hard in the paint

You know that I'm far from a saint

Rock star music, this thing's nothing like Drake

I'm on gas, not brake

Came from an ends where there's piss on the floor

Every penny was hard to make

Water, pots and pans in raw

Chopping up food on a dirty plate

Now here doing all this type of fuckery

Cause when I see a pearly gate

Out here banging with his .38

Told man I'm on a million and nine

Cadbury's man, I am telling man straight

Round here you can get the Cadbury's flake

If you want corn on the cob or call for your dogs, base

[Verse 2: 9 Milli]

I'm from North London where we scream on order

Don't kick ball, do I look like a baller?

Paid in full just like Rich Porter

Tryna make a pound for my unborn daughter

Sky!

So I'm heading naughty with the nine in the Corsa

Can't hustle on the corner

Lines too bait for a private caller

Emerton gangbanger, that's what I was

Used to go school with a shank on cosh

Man wanna talk all [?]

Then he's gonna get wet up like he's having a wash

Paid four bags for my Rolex watch

You wanna chat me? I think not

True, I'm a boss, people get squashed

I pull my own but can let something off

Filled with rage

One right hook, that left him dazed

Move like a snake, shall I rattle this cage?

MCs hate but they don't get paid

But I'm better on tunes, better in raves

Better on radio, better on stage

Made so many hits but I ain't been praised

So I feel like I'm getting short-changed

Boom bye bye like what you might say

Black, white or mixed race

Girls that know me all want a taste

My Ghanian tings all shaking [?]

And my Cuban tings, they're cooking man a steak

Come this far so why would I change?

Keep doing grime till my hair turns grey

Nah, we ain't on the same page

[Verse 3: Big Shizz]

Nah, I don't want stripes

I don't want hands out, I don't wanna fight

Don't wanna catch your body cause you know it's on sight

Blacked out ting with a bag, that's Nike

Sometimes I feel like putting the pen down

I feel like I don't wanna write

See me out on the road on a dark night

Batman in an R-series, alright

Are you alright? Try speed out in a whip

But the battle will damage your lights

Jump on a car bonnet, window got sky

But the one in the passenger seat got blind

But it's still got a quick [?] cause he tried

Back in the war, that weren't wise

[Verse 4: Big Shizz]

When I come into the dance, hope that everything's blessed

When they come to the man after them, they see red

Not once in my life have I ever been checked

Hungry like I've never been fed

Catch men at A12, full speed, [?]

In a back road in a C-reg

Respect the levels, back then Little Shit