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Like, who the fuck are you?

Yeah, who the fuck are you?

Is it recordin' yer?

I come direct when I inject and I'm expecting your respect

I'm a baller, you've been checked

I'm the kind of kid you can't detect ya know

Out and about I put my elbow in your mouth

You're a fassy there's no doubt I bet my sword will make you shout

I'm intense, you best see sense I'll have you hangin' from a fence

Then I'll laugh at your expense and maybe chuck you 50 pence

Snitch you make me switch, you sound and look just like a bitch

Whether you're poor or whether you're rich I'll leave you lyin' in the ditch

'Cause I'm from ragged raggo rags, you wear raggo rags like me

I'm ahead boy, I ain't in tune rappin' raggo rapidly

We easily be the worst bust academics first

Batty crew MC's get academically reversed

I'm academicly perverse, academically perverted

Batty crew MC's get academically diverted

Some return, we clearly get burnt get hurt

Until they realize they should academically of blurted

You don't want the beef, you don't want the grime

You ain't got the guts, I ain't got the time

But you can come to the man and get jakked

Come to the man or get killed

Come to the man or get shot

Come to the man or get killed

We call it arms as, arms as, go and get your crew

If you can't back that arms ask, who the fuck are you

We call it arms as, arms as, go and get your firm

If they don't wanna listen then we better make them learn

Raised in the gutter I was told I should fight

I create and cause confusion from the left to the right

I'm sweet as a nut, I'm doin' alright, cosy and comfortable

Still I try and avoid the sergeant, P.C and the constable

Raised in the gutter I was told I should bop

I create and cause confusion from the bottom to the top

I'm doin' okay, I will honestly say this year I'm flyin' through

I could easily find myself in jail but I ain't tryin' to

I keep it clear in front, relax wid the pressure

I'm dirty, and I'm stank but ain't nobody fresher

My haters make inquiries, make it obvious they care

When it comes to my location they would love to be aware

But I could be in the man or could be overseas

Could well be definitely makin' peace

Could be live at Wembley, warmin' up for Jay-Z

Still I'm definitely certain that you can't see me

You don't want the beef, you don't want the grime

You ain't got the guts, I ain't got the time

But you can come to the man or get jakked

Come to the man or get killed

Come to the man or get shot

Come to the man or get killed

We call it arms as, arms as, go and get your crew

If you can't back that arms ask, who the fuck are you

We call it arms as, arms as, go and get your firm

If they don't wanna listen then you better make them learn

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