Talkin' the Hardest (Skepta version)

If you're talkin' the hardest

And Skepta don't pop up in your thoughts

You need to stop snorting the poppy that you snort

My flow so sick I might vomit on the floor

Meridian rider, man call me weed crusher

'cause I'm a grinder

I remember spittin' bars on heat with Kaiser

Now my pinky ring's bigger than [?]

(Madness!)

Ed Hardy jumpers, Ed Hardy jeans

Ed Hardy glasses you ain't seen

Some niggas go shopping with 60 pound

And think they can get an Ed Hardy tee

(Stop playing, motherfucker)

I'm B-I-G

Mam wanna screw me because I M-C

If you ever saw what the skeng done to the tree

You definitely wouldn't be looking at me

(Madness!)

North London's back (yeah)

Your man are spitting marijuana, I'm spitting crack (yeah)

The last time I spat a little crack on the track big motherfuckin' ride took a sip on the yak

I got motherfuckin' tired of gripping on straps, shitting on my own doorstep and pissing on the mat

I told myself I have to make a living off of raps

Started Boy Better Know and I never looked back

(Madness)

Why you lyin' to your friends? Come on, man

You never held the heat in your hand, come on man

You never bought more than 10 grams, come on man

You never bought no .45, don't talk porky pies

Lying don't help, Skepta

I put the truth on the shelf

3 years ago I got roughed by 30 youths

But that's because I go places by myself

I'm a London badman, I ain't no Yank

[?] got a tool and it ain't no shank

It's not a starter pistol, ain't no blank

Leave a hole in the wall, and it ain't no bank

(Danger)

The Ed Hardy dance on your ends

Shawty, D-O-double, JME and friends

Albie, Teeco, Pablo, and Bus

Mandem man there got a variety of skengs

You know where I'm from

Niggas in Manny, niggas in Brum

Niggas in Bristol and Nicosia

Half the niggas in my form [?]

(Madness)

You can't fuck with Junior

All my punchlines hit hard like a Luger

The last time I dropped west were the freestyles

He dropped so many bombs he broke the computer

(Madness)

(Skepta)

Bag an airplane

I remember spittin' bars in the stairway

[?]

Man'll fly like, British Airways

(Yeah!)

(Aight, press Stop.)

(Press Stop, press Stop.)