They Should Know

[Chorus: Dom P]

They should know

That we are just too hot

Representing for our block

Now we started, we can't stop

I think

I told you this before

My crew is just too raw

These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 1: Wiley]

Yes, check this lyrical talent

Everybody wanna be an MC, there's no balance

Wiley is extravagant inna bashment

Blazing fire inna bashment

Stacking the paper is a must

And straps haffi buss if you step into the square

I'll put a soundboy in the electric chair

I'll clash anybody, anyone, anywhere

I use to be a moralless, no moral kid

Now I'm a terrible kid

I make tunes for the money, not the fun of it

Purple haze, we're bunning it

The scene? We're running it

Top gunning it, Tom Cruising it

Prada booting it

Wiley Kat's [?] this

I've got a semi-automatic spraying machine

And I'm erratic, I'm [?] in the scene

[Chorus: Dom P]

They should know

That we are just too hot

Representing for our block

Now we started, we can't stop

I think

I told you this before

My crew is just too raw

These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 2: Wiley]

It's Wiley and I'm getting 'em hyper

Get dirty like a baby diaper

Who that pon the riddim? I'm a lyrical sniper

All badboys just flash your lighter

It's gun season, millimeter

Who wan' fi test? Them get defeater

We bun fire pon pon all informer

Bun them with the red heat seeker

My crew lay low, we are shooter

See me flex in my new Nike booter

And see me flex in me new Nike suiter

Make the move fi di dough, fi di looter

My brain is like a computer

Think you're cold but we are colder

Cause I'm a soldier

And when I get hot, reckless danger

Make the paper

[Chorus: Dom P]

They should know

That we are just too hot

Representing for our block

Now we started, we can't stop

I think

I told you this before

My crew is just too raw

These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 3: Flowdan]

Dem bwoy get bun inna di revolution

When the war has begun, Breezy, hand me mi gun

Somebody life ah go dun, dem cyaan see me come

Pussy better get up and run

From the two double O four, three, two, one

Venomous crew, venomous what tongue

Life who? Life what? Life ah go dun

Bun, fire bun, fire bun, fire bun

Style man ah bus, man ah burst long time

Skin ah get bun and gyal ah get wine

Coulda my time, a nuh your time, anybody's time

Man just sleep in my mind

All type of talk badman ah rewind

Cuh dem haffi get heat up every time

That's the resistance [?]

It's me 'cause I bar with bare cyanide

[Chorus: Dom P]

They should know

That we are just too hot

Representing for our block

Now we started, we can't stop

I think

I told you this before

My crew is just too raw

These players, they ain't sure

[Verse 4: Breeze]

Too nasty so they wanna blast me

Wanna talk shit but they never walk past me

Oi, how dare you chat like I fear you

I'm a top boy, nowhere near you

My mind will scare you, 'cause I'm far too deep

No cash, pissing on the street you sleep

But it's weak to creep so I spare you

Heard you got a girl in west with a double D chest

Time to put her faithfulness to the test

Was she letting off? Oh yes

Was she sucking off? Oh yes

Couldn't care less about the mess

Now I got another mistress

Nuttin' but nastiness, that's me

B-R double E-Z, E

Never had an STD

Skippy Boy AKA Sleazy

[Chorus: Dom P]

They should know

That we are just too hot

Representing for our block

Now we started, we can't stop

I think

I told you this before

My crew is just too raw

These players, they ain't sure

They should know

That we are just too hot

Representing for our block

Now we started, we can't stop

I think

I told you this before

My crew is just too raw

These players, they ain't sure