Tempa Tempa

What's happening?
I don't understand
I'm sure you don't Jane
Temper, temper
That was your crime (Young Spen)
We've been watching you for some time
We knew that you'd appear
We knew your temper tantrums would lead you here (snitching)

Stop! Leave us alone! (Scumbag)
Pray silence for the judge
What judge? (Fuck the judge)
All rise!
Bayoz Muzik

Temper, temper
Caught you at last (yeah)
Your quick temper went a bit fast (Giggs)
Temper, temper (minge)
Caught you at last (yeah)
Your quick temper went a bit fast (alright)

Got a bad temper and my gangs with it (shit)
If I click it, it's only 'cause my hand fidgets (click it)
I ain't talking bopping by, where my gang visits (visits)
If I catch your pussy face, I'ma Stan Smith it (mm)
Niggas walking 'round on foot, trying to bag pitches (foot)
Under-covers wanna look, I can't stand snitches (look)
See the bogers on my foot, looking Stan Smith-ish (yes)
And my swagger's looking good, that's why I bang bitches

In a hot spot (spot), where the cops watch (watch)
I've got straps masked up like it's not hot (not hot)
Couple Glocks copped (yes), I will not stop (stop)
Fam, I got a lot of arms, call me Doc Ock (la)
If I hop-scotch ('scoth), to your Pop's spot (pop)
Bust a top lock (lock), fuck a knock-knock (knock)
Got my strally out quick, move it chop chop (chop)
Niggas talking any shit, get your squad dropped (yeah)

Temper, temper
Caught you at last (yeah)
Your quick temper went a bit fast
Temper, temper
Caught you at last (mace)
Your quick temper went a bit fast

Listen, hear the tyres screech first, then the fire heats burst
I got two knifes, I'ma put in Siamese work
Let it fly in his shirt, let him lie in his dirt
This the jungle, where the fucking lions eat first
You can't test me prick, I'm a let Tee rip (termz)
Blow your brains out, on some fucking pesky shit (tiny)
Never lets me slip, an interesting clip
Lethal weapon here, feel the fucking Jet Li kick (mm)

Never met me, but they wanna get me pitch
Feds arrest me, they don't wanna let me live (yeah)
My performance didn't wanna let me spit
But when I swallow food, they wanna let me shit
Niggas hyping like there on some Pecks green shit
I've got lightening, blow you into next week quick (umm)
Now your blood's floating, on some fucking Red Sea shit

Temper, temper
Caught you at last
Your quick temper went a bit fast (ocks)
Temper, temper
Caught you at last (dun know)
Your quick temper went a bit fast

Real niggas with no patience
Pesky, Snap, Younger S.I, you dun know
Let them little pussy 'oles know
This is a place of woe (a place of woe)
This is a place where all wicked children