[Verse 1: Grim Sickers]
Yeah, if I aim for the head, man call that the bullseye
Blood's in the water, got caught by the poolside
If you aired mine, you get caught by the Lord's eye
When karma acts, don't be acting a poor guy
Man try sticking up fists in a sword fight
Knock it out, all he saw was the chalk line
[?] like I just timesed four five
I be toking on peng like Deepee
[?]
[?] squeeze and the wickedest war talk
Lift man up, choke slam from the floorboard
With a dead track
Beat his girl so how could I send back?
But if I send back
That's three hundred holes in your headback
[Verse 2: MIK]
Air Force One him
Jendor, 32 done him
Why would I waste my time on a likkle man
When I've got a likkle man there that will son him?
Hear what I'm saying, hear what I'm saying
Hear what I'm saying, I'll Biggie and Pun him
Hear what I'm saying, hear what I'm saying
Hear what I'm saying, I'll cheese and bun him
[?] him
Put him in a hole, man dug him
One missed call to the uncle
One missed call to the uncle, Uncle Doug him
Over man's head cause man's above him
So much pink, so muc purple
So much paper, the paper cut him
[Verse 3: Grim Sickers]
Who's this guy? I didn't even know him
I was with FT, I was with Logan
I was at Rinse, I was at Spyro's
Who's this girl? She's looking alright though
Slide through her DMs, gave her a follow
Left her digits, told her holla
Insta, Snapchat, let's get it on
Selfies dropping like Westwood bombs
Told me she liked me, said that I'm cute
Told her I'm Grim, said that she knew
Told her "DM if you want that wood"
Said that she won't but I know that she would
Don't get it twist like Oliver
Beat a girl then drop like courier
Slide through her DMs like Michael Jack
Moonwalk out like Michael Jack
[Verse 4: MIK]
Yeah, 139, 9
Went there and saw no crime
Nuttin' but kids and flowers
Trust me when I say Fizzer ain't got no powers
Ain't had a war since two-thirteen
So I made up my mind in about two hours
Bullets dem ah rain like, bullets dem ah rain like
Bullets dem ah rain like bloodclart showers
Cuh man ah stand tall like Milford Towers
G-O-D, I'm a god like
G-O-D, I'm a god like no one else
I've got a rusty nine all on my shelf
Got a new ting, call that take your health
Tell man ah man better move on stealth
[Verse 5: Grim Sickers]
Yeah, spouting and breading it
He'll be regretting it when I'm all deading him
Mum's in debt when she's gotta go bury him
Sister on the net saying "thanks for the messages"
Fam, you ain't getting it
Serious peppering, swing on a veteran
I kept on telling him, now I'm more militant
[?] go and get rid of him
Not enough room in the boot, I can't fit 'em in
Putting MCs on like William
Same time, MCs can't get rid of me
Grime gods [?] in the Philippines
Moved up the hierarchy
Blacked out tracksuit, blacked out Huarache
Blacked out wave to blacked out tsunami
Old school Nast, D Double and Sharky
[Verse 6: MIK]
Sick ting, come in the place, I'm like big ting, yeah
Try take one of my Gs for the victim, no
Money upfront, that's what man are screaming, yeah
Any funny business, I'll make the ratchet blow, yeah, I'll make the ratchet blow
Jesus, creepers, I'm one of them ocean deepers
Gyal see me in the rave with a JD and Coke in my hand, I'm one of them geezers
Biscuit beaters, heated seekers, anti cheapers, keepers' keepers
Gyal wanna know where the Air Force Ones come from, I said they're expensive sneakers
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