I don't know what man's saying
Rags, same way, I'mma keep spraying
Told you before, jump online and check Dee Ko
You know we ain't playing
If you don't come out to rave
Come out to dance
Bruv, you better stay in
Not me, cuz, I roll through your ends
Still got a t-shirt from Skepta, mental
Bare albums on iTunes for sale
Pocket full of pinkies, but man ain't a girl
Don't run up your mouth
You'll get a two-foot dropkick like my name's Miguel
When the bassline drops in the rave
It's every man for himself
Nobody is safe when I pick up the mic and say "Well, well, well"
Yeah, Jme's up in this bitch
I'mma keep spitting bars until I get a stitch
Keep spitting bars till I get the respect I deserve
Like Balotelli on the pitch
Nobody here with me you can move to
I notice anything unusual
Two of the mandem got beef
Like I'm driving a manual downhill, I'm neutral
Yeah, Jme's up in this cat
I'mma keep spitting bars till I get a grey 'tache
Thought they were running this ting
But I'm right behind and I will catch 'em like Ash
Likkle man ting like Fisher-Price skates
Your whole crew needs a nappy change
Violate one of my guys then try chat to me?
Nah, it's not happy days
Yeah, I get black like Hollister
I'm the stereotype abolisher
For the past five years, I've been making bare paper
Call me the Dee Forrester
Yeah, I slide down the banister
Cause I'm gassed like a butane canister
You can't stand the heat?
Get the fuck out the kitchen, hasta la vista
Yeah, keep the bassline rolling
Straight gutter like I'm shit at bowling
I'm an MC so I'm mic controlling
If I say a shit bar, I'm trolling
Shut your mouth when I'm speaking
I don't follow nobody cause I'm leading
They thought I didn't want beef cause I'm vegan
Yeah
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