Ladies and gentlemen You might be missing some of the benefits that stereo can provide Time to lay down some serious sounds What's this question? What's this test? What's this mission you're on? What's this quest? I weren't even feeling the vibe that I got off this text You wanted a piece of the pie Now, please, off this dress Chiller in the bits You just wanna be out in the mix Can't you see I'm chilling in the house? I just wanna chill out with the 'flix You just wanna bring up what it ain't You don't wanna bring up what it is If I wasn't getting with the- She wouldn't be getting with the drift Turn and grab it It's that dirty savage When I touch that pussy It's like Merlin's magic I'm like girl you got it I'm like girl you have it She's all Kylie Jenner But I ain't her new Travis You do things I don't like Let's talk about you and I I'm way too drunk, too high To think about the consequences I don't mind, just tell me what it is You say you'll text me back Why you send mixed messages? I came to your level Think I compromised When you give an inch, these niggas take a mile I've been sipping D'USSÉ And it's got me hype I might get an Uber And pop up like, "Surprise, I'm outside" Boys will be boys, yeah, they all wanna fuck Talking is cheap, they start gassin' you up Don't trust the game, baby, don't fall in love Girl, back it up I'm back in the cut I pull up sideways (side) Runnin' up on your driveway (drive) Runnin' up on your side babes Yeah, I'm runnin' up Stop acting like you're my only option I got a lotta DMs that I been ignoring I came to your level Think I compromised When you give an inch, these niggas take a mile I've been sipping D'USSÉ And it's got me hype I might get an Uber And pop up like, "Surprise, I'm outside" Boys will be boys, yeah, they all wanna fuck Talking is cheap, they start gassin' you up Don't trust the game, baby, don't fall in love Girl, back it up I'm back in the cut Called you anyway but I knew better Now I'm on my way to your neighbourhood Called you anyway but I knew better I just wanna say I can do better

3 wheel-ups in a row That means I'm a direct rudeboy Grew two yats on my own That means I'm a direct rudeboy Man can't call up my phone Then gwan like a direct rudeboy One side bag and a stoney That don't make you a direct rudeboy Some MCs come with the wickedest talk But really, dem man chat crap Acting like a donny but they don't know 'bout tracks When real niggas step on the riddim and chat facts I don't put myself in places If I weren't there then I weren't, let's face it If you weren't there then you weren't, that's basic I kill 'em with the realest shit and they hate it I'm a diffuser, can't act tougher than you are round me I've got youts dem tougher than you are round me I nearly died for the game, that's right But some spitters ain't nuttin' around me I was getting 'em hype while you was touching your lighter I was killing the mic there on the motherfucking beat None of you are bad round me, it's not only about me though Let me give a shoutout to my scene [?], that's a rider for real MCs Me and Wiley in a clash, that's a real MC Hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG I said hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG Mad, reload ting Pop, pop, pop, that's a reload ting And when I say "it's Kano in the house" Everybody knows that's a reload ting If you've been shotting in the manor from way back when And you ain't on a kilo ting I don't wanna hear about [?] food and tings Man don't do those tings On-sight, thought he was onside, init Saw them guys, no shots fired, init If you ain't real then don't ride, init That postcode, that's offside, init Badman from which part? Dem man do witchcraft Dem man are [?], us man are kosher I've been that nigga since [?] loafers When kids dem didn't give a fuck about olders Man don't care 'bout fathers Man just care 'bout figures Man don't care 'bout yards Man just care 'bout Bimmers Man don't care who's hard Man just care if it's blinging Man don't care 'bout masks Man'll do it bare-face, init We don't do none of that bare-face fibbing The realest shit on your airwaves, init 3 wheel-ups in a row That means I'm a direct rudeboy Grew two yats on my own That means I'm a direct rudeboy Man can't call up my phone Then gwan like a direct rudeboy One side bag and a stoney That don't make you a direct rudeboy Can't tell me nuttin' Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter Link dusty red cups out the cupboard In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs And the same madman fly out for the summer Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin' Boiling point, I keep it 100 Yeah, G goes in Mad three-pointer, free throw ting Bitches looking at me on a keyhole ting I'm a gasser and a gentlemen, G hosting I'm a skinny nigga [?] so slim [?] when the D goes in Man are getting money, type the keycodes in Please can I have my money? What's the keycode pin? Fuck that, [?], we backed 'em up Now it's game-giving if it's facts, I aks them up I'm man of the match, I matched it up And I'm with the bats, I patched it up Sitting in the trap with hash to cut Sitting in the [?] with crack to cut I'm silly with the MAC, man mashed 'em up I hit him with the [?], then backed the truck Gully, I'm so slim K, Hollow, [?] Can't look inside a nigga's whip, the windows tint Better take the weight, better link those drinks [?] better leave those simps [?] with the clip, I'm gonna teach those chimps Man a put it on [?] see those wimps I'm finished with the little nigga, he's so rinsed [?], I'm king And he's no prince I let it bap, bap, bap, ping ping And then leave no prints I said that, that, that, that's me And yes, he's so skint I'm in the matte black 350 With [?] beef go mince If you don't look after your own yout, boy You're not a direct rudeboy If you're in DSTRKT popping that Goose, boy You're not a direct rudeboy Bow Street, just bought brand new goods One you man can't get, a new toy That's why a man's [?] just preed him Sent me a direct, rudeboy 16 bars in effect Take this pen to your neck And just [?] man with it Cash rules everything around me That's word to a Method Man lyric Yeah, I roll deep in the East But I still might Mega Man with it Yeah, I said it, yeah, yeah, I said it Cheques, we get it, cash and collec' it That likkle pellet, that nah gon' mek it Rest his head in that man's spaghetti Yout dem are menace, nuttin' like Dennis Man got stripped and even got credit Kids push prams to Westfield to lick it And run from pigs, don't even watch Peppa Real go-getter, geezers know better But geezers [?] Skinner Don't resort to violence, no, never Man just start with violence, go figure Eat man's food before man eat dinner Buss that booze, I roll and drink liquor Left that [?] for my nigga 3 wheel-ups in a row That means I'm a direct rudeboy Grew two yats on my own That means I'm a direct rudeboy Man can't call up my phone Then gwan like a direct rudeboy One side bag and a stoney That don't make you a direct rudeboy Can't tell me nuttin' Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter Link dusty red cups out the cupboard In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs And the same madman fly out for the summer Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin' Boiling point, I keep it 100

Cause man ain't bumping him or you Man ain't bumping him either Man ain't come for him Man ain't come to grin neither Man ain't comforting geezers, ease up Man ain't jumping in neither Man just jumpy and eager beavers Shit ain't sunken in neither Man just old school from Gloucester Grove When man had comfortable Fila Back when [?] didn't even live there It was Josh and Makeda Back when gangsters weren't even shooting Man took chunks with that cleaver Back all Super Dee, Stone Love days Yep, Jamrock Sound, Metro Media Back in the day when I was broke I was on Bow Road and looking out for eaters Back in the day before I had seven figures Our bredders were begging me for features Back in the day before bloggers and tweeters Before they knew I was a genius They were the days when I was excluded From school for fucking with my teachers I was so damn facetious I would leave em with fevers Seizures, bunch of holes in my sneakers Back in the day before I had that Brand new Range Rover, looking devious Previous, I was moving mischievous None of my girlfriends were divas Making moves was the easiest Please don't make me get deeper I was linking Kamika Ice Rink and that Creeper Had em dropping in caesars Jesus, bunch of unstable geezers Bunch of peelers and dealers Demons, they were holding them beaters We were owning them speakers Man came back with that classic Man came back with that Raskit Rolled up with them Rottweilers And came back with Bullmastiffs Quickly grab them six brownings Women grab me two taxis There's a negative and a plus side Hollow's back with new batteries Hold up, coming back for you fassies Better run home, could I [?] the new lassy Them two straps are too massive Jumped out, pap pap pap with two maccies Quick, jump back in front seat and back seat Pricks get bought Ribena and Capri Don't gas me I was in the back streets, couldn't catch me On a jack spree They looking at me like "why you wanna rap me?", that's crappy I was actually not flashy They couldn't hack me All-black in my Nike Air tracky And I went all out on a fassy And I didn't make beats on a lappy What you know about Rex in Stratty? Exactly Had a yatty, in Hackney Big batty, a bit scatty But I was happy Cause she cooked saltfish and ackee She didn't clap me So I've gotta give thanks to Selassie Shy FX and UK Apache The speaker blowing, better keep it going Mention Hollowman when your speaker flowing Get that mozzarella cheese, get the pizza going Seen your gully side, now your weak is showing My nigga Dizzee Ras, they say he's a poet They hear we drop a track, niggas tippy-toeing Now come around a man with your pissy poems I've got bitches on my dick and their lippy showing

Hey yeah, hey yeah Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Mmm-mmm Mmh I feel it running through my veins Guess I'm already bleeding for it All four chambers got a different kinda beat for it Try to hold my breath but it's filling up my lungs Try keep it quiet but it's banging like a drum And they're shaking up my bones And tearing up my ligaments I'm still tryna act like, nah it ain't that serious But I'm deep in my wound and I'm kicking on the diaphragm Try not to seize you, blaze like Caesar Funny when I feel the choke of the umbilical My soul gets deeper, songs real spiritual Cross around my neck and a crystal in my pocket My love is the bomb and forgiveness is the rocket Which army gon' stop it, my faith rises up Even while pulse droppin' I wrote it on my heart so it's never forgotten Your only begotten Sun and the moon and the stars, all been watching Selah, they've been watching Selah Hey, Selah Selah Selah They've been watching, Selah, Selah Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah

There are a million more dreams being dreamt tonight But somehow this one feels like it just might Happen Happen to me Happen Happen to me I'm not really sure what I'm about But with you I'm sure that I could work it out I'm not certain who it is I'm praying to But I know they gon' listen if you ask them to I never really thought I could belong When I lay beside you I know that I'm home When I try but the words ain't coming I know exactly where it is I'm coming from There are a million more dreams being dreamt tonight But somehow this one feels like it just might Happen Happen to me Happen Happen to me There are a million more dreams being dreamt tonight But somehow this one feels like it just might Happen Happen to me, yeah Happen Happen to me To me To me To me There are a million prayers being prayed tonight But somehow this one feels like it just might

Hi, I'm not really from nowhere I follow if my heart goes there I guess I've been this way since young I live my life out on the run I found it hard to open up Me and my heart ain't had much luck Until the day I felt your love, yeah It's always summer Every time you come over Swear I've never had a rainy day with you, hey It's always summer Every time you come over Oh, I've never had a rainy day with you, hey You, you can make the flowers bloom Make all year feel like mid-June I swear you light my whole sky up You even raise my temperature Well, winter lasted way too long I lost myself deep in the storm Until you came and made me strong, yeah, yeah It's always summer Every time you come over Swear I've never had a rainy day with you It's always summer Every time you come over Swear I've never had a rainy day with you See, when you're near I need for nothing Nothing to fear in your arms You collected all my tears in your pocket I fall asleep for years under your stars now I keep my window all the way open So, I can feel your breeze kiss my skin I've never been so deep in the ocean 'Til your waves came crashing in It's always summer Every time you come over Swear I've never had a rainy day with you It's always summer Every time you come over Swear I've never had a rainy day with you No, no, no, no

When we first moved in together Couldn't keep hands off each other Now we're lying back to back And silence in the black We used to laugh until we cried You used to look at me and smile Now we hardly say hello And feelings never show All the signs seem to say love is lost But I don't wanna give up what we've got Maybe you could stay a bit longer I could try a bit harder We could make this work But maybe we should stop pretending We both know we're hurting Maybe it's time to go We broke up last Sunday night Keep on thinking 'bout the fight Rest my head against the wall Your bags are by the door Then your key turns in the lock You see me on the stairs and stop Have you had a change of heart? Can we go back to the start? But all the signs seem to say love is lost But I don't wanna give up yet because Maybe you could stay a bit longer I could try a bit harder We could make this work But maybe we should stop pretending We both know we're hurting Maybe it's time to go Maybe it's time to go (maybe it's time to go) Maybe it's time to go We could make it work We could make it work Maybe you could stay a bit longer I could try a bit harder We could make this work But maybe we should stop pretending Both of us are hurting Maybe it's time to go Maybe it's time to go Maybe we could make this work Maybe it's time to go Maybe we could make this work Maybe it's time to go

We may live again but hey now, maybe not So if you love someone, give it all you've got Time is easy spent, but it can't be bought So stop acting as if tomorrow's promised Stop acting as if you can't be honest, honest Honest with yourself Never let the tide of change wash away the dream you've dreamt Don't get left wondering where the summer went 'Cause if not now, then come on darling, tell me when Stop acting as if tomorrow's promised Stop acting as if you can't be honest, honest Honest with yourself Stop acting as if tomorrow's promised Stop acting as if you can't be honest, honest Honest with yourself Breathe in, breathe out, don't hold it in Let fear fall down, let love begin Be brave, be bold with no regrets Try something that scares you a bit Write your own song and sing it loud Love who you are, stand tall, stand proud Keep the good and lose the rest If you know your truth, say it with your chest Don't care so much what people think Most wouldn't care if you float or sink Just know the ones who love you most Treat them right and keep them close And savour every breath And cherish every day 'Cause the sun's here now, but the moon is on the way Don't get too caught up dwelling in your yesterday Stop acting as if tomorrow's promised Stop acting as if you can't be honest