[Verse 1:]
I'm a C-Town boy, that never changed kid
Always rempt for the hood, I'ma save this
Moved to the beach, came back the same week
Hopped out a range rover with a plait spliff
This ain't sick, the Kers, the c*nt that rose up
The same rapper k**ing crews, man they froze up
Album six, so ridiculous
They call me wack, then copy Kers, they some hypocrites
Listen this, it's the sh** you've been waiting on
I got a crew that'll k** you, come and take it gronk
God changed Oz rap, now he's gonna stop that
Making money, drop tracks, why they copy Scott? mad!
I take it as a compliment
Cos you wanna be me, f**, you make it obvious
And my fans know, they can see right through it, b**h
Okay, that's off my chest, now watch me as I ruin this
[Hook:]
Won't stop, won't quit, put the trust here
Noz gonna get popped, [???]
Whole life, I've been waiting for this
I mean, I die for this sh** so come and write for the king
Won't stop, won't quit, put the trust here
Noz gonna get popped, [???]
Whole life, I've been waiting for this
I mean, I die for this sh** so come and write for the king
[Verse 2:]
Grabbing and dabbing a b**h's head like a rabbit
Yeah, I got a bad habit, my rap attacking you f*ggots
And, no, it has to to tragic, get me back up on my Kers sh**
So sick that they want to bring the nurse in
Every album that I drop, hitting number one
They're used to it by now like, yeah, another one
Still, f** the radio, do it on my own mate
Blowing stations up with a bomb that is homemade
Okay, is that a terrorist threat?
And has the media decided what they're calling it yet?
I never gave a f** and man I'm still the same way