Conspiracy (Headtop Turner)

[Intro]

You shouldn't have even got involved

Yo

Merky ACE, dun know, Family Tree

Family Tree

Big up Splurt on the production, yeah?

Dem man ain't getting beats like this, not even

Know what it is

So man wanna come with something fake, yeah?

Like I'm meant to be sure

Oi, you know what, big up Darkos, yeah? Cause I got him to come studio and vocal the tune he gave me for my mixtape

Then he tried spin me out the woodwork

So it's time to done something real fast

Yo!

[Verse 1]

Pricks wanna come with a fake conspiracy

But I ain't timid and I've never been scared

I'll take out your whole team on a random

From Blue Borough so I don't show fear

You wanna talk 'bout getting gully with the shotty

It's the fact that you're washed like my girlfriend's hair

I'm Merky ACE, I've never been a waste

And I'll tell you again, that rumour's air

Mook, why's Max fucking around for?

Shoot man up from the ground to the top floor

Roll with the dargs and they all got lockjaw

When you see me at your next stage show

Don't think it's a talking ting, I'mma buck four

Come with my four boys, I will pull out the long ting

Rinse the whole clip like a psycho

Not gonna stop till I drop four

[Break]

Dickhead

Wanna try and chat shit, yeah?

Yeah? Suck your mum, Maxsta

Everyone you know can suck your mum

Your mum can suck her mumma's too

Yeah?

It's not a dickhead ting, fam

[Verse 2]

I know you wanna call me and squash the beef

But it's gone too far now, ACE don't care

I was in Russian Bar, not gonna say what I had

But I didn't see you and I can see clear

I went outside when I heard you was outside

Looked to my left and you weren't there

Looked to my right and you weren't there

Looked straight ahead and you weren't there

Ergh

Ask anybody if the ACE was there

No ID needed, got in on a standard

And I look young with no facial hair

So don't try say that you couldn't get in

Cause your age excuses, dem ah get air

You were shook cause Blue State was there

You're soft in the middle like a chocolate eclair (wasteman)

[Break]

I was there, fam

Ask anyone, I was at Russian Bar

You weren't there

You was booked, why didn't you-

Not even that you didn't come, you came, then you left, blud

You were shook

And don't come with no excuse cause I've got no ID and I'm seventeen, what?

[Verse 3]

East Ham wanna war the ACE

I will take on you, him, her, him, her

Him, her, her, her, any time or place

Ain't tryna be funny, I'll tear off a face

I rep the team of the turtle

So don't sleep, you hare, cause I'll win the race

If you wanna bring beef, then I'll bring the bass

[?] like the bucktoothed waste

I don't mind sitting in a jail cell for you

This is incriminating but I don't watch face

I will lie through my teeth to a bastard judge

I will do a fake cry and then buss the case

Big time beef, bare shanks and sticks

Cause I know that Ian Koromah has [?]

If you're gonna send for me, send for me properly

Don't come with something that another man says

[Break]

Be original, fam

What's that all about?

You're meant to be a grime kid

And I ain't even sending for Deekay and iCon

This tune's for Maxsta

No more point, done listened to them

Washed, mate, you're not on my wavelength

[?] war

[Verse 4]

In this war, I will not lose like Wiley

Regardless if Maxsta is rated highly

I'm a war MC so I war MCs

Send your big fanbase, that's not scary slightly

Got a one bang like an Irish traveller

Won't be racist and say a pikey

I'll phone up Trix and he'll come with Mikey

I've got road links all over the city

I might bring back some old school OGs

That don't hold no guns no more just like Highbury

Plus, there's Shifman

He will put a something in your head

That you can't get out just like Kylie

East London is back? Well, Max, that's dead

Cause South never left, I'll arrange your death

I'll start giving out beats like Bless

'Nuff kicks and claps and locks like Wyclef

[Break]

What, did you really think any guy sending?

That wasteman

It ain't even grime, blud

You call that grime, dem man are doing funky tunes

I've been about, I've hit nearly every radio

And my name's out here, I'm certified

[Verse 5]

Dirty Canvas, you was running your mout up

When the war got on top, you was prang

In every bar, you chat like you're a badboy

You're just a MC, stop lying to your fans

You know you're on the run from Tiny

From your own ends, you got banned

I won't send for Deekay and iCon no more

I'm going for the dad that's pushing their pram

Ergh

Off my own back, I'll tear down your gang

You're asking for beef but you're chicken like Sam's

Every word you say is totally wrong

Like two batty man in Soho

Wearing skinny fit jeans

Lipsing each other with their eyes wide open

Willy out of boxers, bashing each other off

While they're holding hands

[Break]

What about Dirty Canvas, blud? Didn't let that one out, did you?

You was gonna get grassed, you was shook

Acting like some prang man

Talking all that big talk but when it got on top, you were shook

Don't talk if you ain't gonna follow up with action, wasteman

[Verse 6]

Real fans, don't put your trust in Max

He's only gonna do commercial and sell out

Merky ACE, I'm grime all day

I'm the real grime kid from the roads, he's deadout

I ain't gonna quit or do tunes that are sloppy

If I see big money, I will still not S out

If I see your marjay's running through the Cross with shopping bags

I'm gonna stick my leg out

Laugh out loud

Bare fruit'll spill out

I send for Maxsta and Deekay replies

Like some dibby dibby wasteman sendout

Next war dub, I'mma do with Ego

See how faster Maxsta will spin out

Merky ACE, I'm in Lewisham daily

Come near Tesco's and we can swing out

[Outro]

I ain't even gonna send for Deekay

None of dem man again

Do more promos, Maxsta

I've got eight on my name

Bring them to send for me, they won't get a reply

Westwood's, know what it is

I'll see you at the next one, innit

I'm out here