Xavier & Magneto

[Verse 1: Dave]

I didn't even use nitrous oxide

In Need for Speed on my old PlayStation

And the cost of livin' is, uh

How you die from balloons and survive inflation?

Ghetts is writin' a verse right now

I'll measure the time it takes him

Nought to sixty in 2.9

Who's gonna measure the time it's taken?

I feel like Bond in a DB9

But the mixed drink's stirred, not shaken

And the calamari in Cajun

My boy can't leave African food out his top five and go and eat Asian

What? Tsh

I'll tek him to Walworth Road and train him

I'll send money to a chick on my brother's behalf

As long as she call and mail him

Yacht-Master, never been sailin'

Left hand like Eddie Van Halen

My bredrin docked his dog

Got PTSD cah a man try tail him

And two napkins at dinner

'Cause you never know when some boy could stain him

Get back, draw for the MAC

Like Fenty, but she more for the MAC

On the A406 in a Peugeot 206

Squeeze four in the back

I do not do fictitious shit

My niggas do suspicious shit

Round here, the crack's stepped on

Like fuck all that superstitious shit, mm

Actin' like Deebo

Don't make sense like Iron Man startin' a fight with Magneto

I feel like Mike Lima Kilo

I done some fucked up shit in my life

I see a man that don't have money

Fightin' to get a prenup with his wife, wait

Tell him to keep it simple

I've got more millions in my bank account

Than I had blackheads and pimples

And that wouldn't change if a man got acne

If I start my car in Tower Hamlets, somebody gonna hear in Hackney

If I start my car in Lambeth, just know, yeah

She wanna know my type and shit

But Ghetts, I ain't inna that type of shit

The 16 inna that violent shit

Like real life inna that Viking shit

When it's time for that ridin' shit

We puttin' on kicks like Byron did

Light him

He'll struggle with a sentence like Biden did

I would have an A in business class

If grades got marked in flights and shit, uh

How you got a Jesus piece

And the Lord and Saviour's hair is straight?

I'm twenty-six with an Icon card already

And all of the flairy traits, uh

Robbed a man in Soho dark

Man probably scared him straight, it's

[Verse 2: Ghetts]

Life ain't the same any more

I even train in Diors

What do you think while you run?

Mid-thirties on a treadmill, my train of thought

When you was cool with the minimum wage

My militant brain was wagin' war

Life's mad, I saw the white flag

And thought to myself, "What you wavin' it for?"

Five years back, half a mill' in my account

And Experian said I got terrible credit

Borrow, borrow, spend, pay back, then borrow

Is that how the levels are all measured?

My accountant's very well-rounded

The madness comes with incredible methods

I built this shit brick by brick

What do you think of my architectural efforts?

I can't chill with dem boy dere any more

Cah we live in two different realities

Dem man are still robbin' poor people where we're from

And us man are givin' to charities

Baby, I don't do cinema dates

It's famous art, pictures, and galleries

I don't wanna argue, why would I raise my voice

And end up riskin' the clarity?

Old ting wanna go back to black

But she ain't ever heard Amy sing "Valerie"

David wanna go back to back

Cah we scrapped that riddim we did last January

As a matter of fact, as a matter of fact, fam, we should do this annually

Machine behind me, a man still done tings manually

Thought I was just gonna bang that boy in his face

Now look, I've exceeded expectations

New excuse for my behaviour

Definitely beats my previous explanation

Make a man struggle for air, that's serious deprivation

Stare at the wrong man too long, and experience escalation

I got paper, boy, what's the issue?

If I put some on your head, they'll miss you

Bro just came back home from a gun charge

Now he's in the gym all learnin' jiu-jitsu

This girl's talkin' mad on the phone

While I'm on loudspeaker, who's with you?

Phone back when you're on your own

To be continued

You's an MC in the firin' range

Tombstone birthdays and expiry date

Still killin' MCs with my walkin' stick

Hunchback, can't hear, retirin' age

Since man got P, I've acquired a taste

Black cod, and of course, I desired a steak

I can't recall what I felt prior to pain

You ain't got no sauce, you rely on a chain

Whatever you do, don't lie on my name

I'd rather die on this hill

I've seen too much man die on the mains

Mask on, don't know that it's me

Arya Stark when I try on a face

Always knew that time would come

That's why I kept my eye on the date

Vacation pendin'

I've been earth and fire nation bendin'

Woke up and heard a paigon sendin'

But they ain't never been in Jammer's basement, bredrin

You ain't walked in a room on serious smoke

And had man shakin', tremblin'

You ain't walked to the moon with Venus below

And then started an alien's engine

Give me space, give me room

Glock .45 send a boy's face for the moon

Make sure you never come back from the dead

I've got a Lara Croft that'll raid man's tomb

I'm in a shady Ray-Ban mood

If bae wants the wood, that's bae bamboo'd

I play Simon Says with the shooters

If only you knew what I've made man do