[Intro]
Yo
It's now or never rudeboy
Trust me
Yo
[Verse 1]
On this album I put 100% in
So if it sells 100 thousand you know that I meant it
All this urban stuff, I'm gonna end it
It's not right
Watch me defend it
Cah I like all kinds of music
Colour don't matter, I'm a legend in music
Like Mick Jagger, difference is I spit bars
My flows badder, I was getting held back, so I left Big Dada
Race Against Time's my next one
It's the best one today
Yeah Chipmunk, he's the next one to break
Oi grime's on the way, I expect to sell a whole 9 in a day
Name brand, remember me
Nobody can't [?] me
I pray to the lord that my time comes soon
Life's start soon
Sit back, it's not the end of me, still rollin'
[Chorus]
I wouldn't let that slide
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
I said I'm not the type to wouldn't let that slide
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
[Verse 2]
Just for the record, I'm back with a record
Purchase on sight
P'd up, I'm on a purchasing hype
If Kane tried to war, I'd murk him onsight
Ain't like before, I murder on mic
Warfront, I should be further by right
But I'm out here slapping up Turner like Ike
Who's gonna get the burner? You won't, but send for B there's a chance that he might
Send for me, there's no chance 'cause I will
Think diamond bars without a nice meal
If any of dem man in the shop, I will run up in a shop like, "rudeboy, open the til"
If I'm living nice, ain't gotta search for a mil'
All the brands put together, they're worth millions
Lets get billion
I took you to your manor [?] got your first Dylian
[Chorus]
I wouldn't let that slide
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
I said I'm not the type to wouldn't let that slide
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
[Verse 3]
See I would put an end to your hype
And an end of your MC life would flash before you like a show reel
I don't think real recognise real
But I do know real recognises Will
I'm famous like O'Neill
Think you're so real
Never had, ain't got, won't get no deal
I was in a van, swear I had no wheels
Soon I'm in driving [?] not old Wills
Know me, nuff to drive cars
Top of the range, ain't no cars flash like ours
'Cause this is the rise of black stars
See us in six black stars like Tom [?]
If you don't hear me on radio spitting, I'm probably at yard
Slapping up bars
And I move to the ones that don't give a damn
Mind out, I don't wanna start slapping up stars
[Chorus]
I wouldn't let that slide
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
I said I'm not the type to wouldn't let that slide
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
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