[Intro]
(A Class)
[Chorus]
Yo, B9, B10, B25
Check, one, two on the mic, it's live
0121 when I'm inside
I'll send man where the light is bright
Can't infiltrate circles, mine is tight
Ain't running 'round with a nine-inch knife
Gotta get a get-back when the time is right
[Verse]
Yeah, build up a line and it rings all night
Go JA, every little thing's alright
Them man think they're the kings, alright
I disagree, blood, I don't think you're right
Used to move reckless and drink all night
Then I fell in love with a ting called life
Man are like, "Jaykae, whеre have you been?" Studio or I'm in the gym morе time
Don't think that I am, I'm him more time
Lost weight, yeah, I look slim more time
Spin 'em on rap, I'll spin 'em on grime
You ain't ever made a hit, you're lying
Got a brother Omar, I ain't in Four Lions
Who's putting Brum on? It's not science
They can't try us, Small Heath alliance
Ain't coming back like ripped-off clients
Yeah, likkle man shouldn't try and piss off giants
I think I am the best, I'm biased
Don't do rules, I'm non-compliant
Burst off if anyone comes by us
Whole of the ends invested in waps, heads spin around like tumble dryers
Not like us 'cause them man are liars
I throw petrol on fires, try us
Had a long-nosed botty and it got sawn
Copped shit three years back that I've not worn
Them man sit in their house and they watch porn
You are not John Wick, blood, you are not Bourne
He tried talk shit, that's why he got drawn
Don't try stir shit up when the pot's warm
They wanna act like everything's sweet, but deep down we know they're salty like popcorn
Six-foot-three
Say it with my chest, can't interrupt me
Rights and lefts if you bring fuckery
It's life and death when you're in this deep, peak
Bully up an industry
Are they deluded? Is it just me?
If you ain't dreaming, then it's just sleep
Follow the leader and they're just sheep, bars
Told 'em shush till it's time to announce it
Best thing is stay silent about it
They won't try get violent, I doubt it
Got more chance of climbing a mountain
I ain't got time for the crying and shouting
Even less for the lying and doubting
Them man sit on the socials, pouting
We walk straight in, they're not allowed in
Yeah, I win, I don't whinge
Generous, never been a stinge
Blood, it's the same old story from when I had a fringe
Fix up, don't be a minge
Might get a jab, but I don't mean no syringe
See them online and I cringe
Yeah, I walk with God, I don't know about jinns
Each and every one of us sins and I put it top bins
Switched on, switched on
Too often, man are getting snitched on
If my girl wants it, I'm like, "Which one?"
Too many schemes that man are getting rich from
Real life, this ain't no sitcom
I got plaques on plaques, I got big songs
Can't go back-to-back, I'm like King Kong
They don't wanna clash, it's long, yeah
[Chorus]
Yo, B9, B10, B25
Check, one, two on the mic, it's live
0121 when I'm inside
I'll send man where the light is bright
Can't infiltrate circles, mine is tight
Ain't running 'round with a nine-inch knife
Gotta get a get-back when the time is—
[Outro]
(Yo, A Class)
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