Blood Sport

[Intro]

Yo

And it's Merky ACE

Dun know

Hold tight J Beatz, yeah?

Hold tight my Family Tree

Know what it is

Listen

[Chorus]

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

[Verse 1]

Who's Merky? Nobody's asking

They don't want me around their block

With the big ting, see anyone in their crew or family

Draw the .45, wheel that, start blasting

Think twice about beef that you're starting

You don't want it to get sticky like masking tape

I'll blow off half of your face

Shouldn't have lied about barking eights

Shouldn't have lied about barking nines

Got no stick? Then your life's on the line

No defense? All gonna be tense

When me and my squad raise up London crime

And don't think that I mean parking fines

I will leave you skied, facing the clouds

Or send you down to hell with no spine

[Chorus]

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

[Verse 2]

It's nothing, run up in your yard for the blueberry

Dare anyone try show me a muffin

I'll buck him and cut him, it's deeper than snuffing

Don't think that I'm bluffing

Slugs from the four or shells from the twelve will touch him

Get put to bed, tucked in

No homo, he'll be sucked in

Everyone's clutching, but we're not driving though

Big boy something that will blow up your dome

Big boy something that will leave man cold

I'm known in the roads, big, bad and bold

Got rep in my code, you only got rep on the forum

If a man wanna try and dead me on the road, I'll floor 'em

Look them in the eyes and bore 'em

Badded up so it's like nobody saw 'em

[Chorus]

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

[Verse 3]

Tried put my name in one of his lyrics

I ain't got time for the gimmicks

I ain't really on this singing with lyrics

Rudeboy, I'll get dark like Riddick

Run up, pop eyes, but you won't see spinach

Keep saying that ACE is some fool

Keep saying that ACE has no tool

Keep saying that I ain't got arsenal

I don't care if you man are united

You will get sent down like Newcastle

Left with more than a broke metatarsal

If I draw my ting out 'ere

Trust me, I'll turn it into dancehall

Head shot have a man doing dutty wine

With his bredrin standing around, all startled

[Chorus]

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

[Chorus]

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

[Chorus]

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

[Chorus]

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here

It's a blood sport

It ain't all smiles round here

If you come round here on a badboy ting

Then you just might end up dead round here