To the ones four years ago who said this was just a joke, where are you now?
I see your ugly mugs and your boppin' along as if you were always down
Proud - our ways still co*ky, arrogance in the finest form
To the ones four years ago who said this was just a joke, where are you now?
I see your ugly mugs and your boppin' along as if you were always down
Proud - our ways still co*ky, arrogance in the finest form
We hold no respect for the nameless, just a fist full of hate that your teeth can't take mate
We built this from scratch, none had our back
As a matter of fact we've said this on a previous track
f** You, Die Slow
Labelled us pricks, so quick to dismiss this, but now your Mrs loves it
There's something about that co*ky thing that makes her wanna know what's really going on
I'm better than you - that's why im spitting this
You're lying - while we're straight living this
You're a snake - when you talk I can hear the hiss
What I say you obey like I'm a f**ing ventriliquist
I'm ill at this and these guitars just tempt me, I'm loving the fact that all you f*ggots resent me
Ever since YoLondon, I've fed off hate like those dicks Ditch trying to discredit My Mistake
I'll give you 3 different reasons to hate this...
co*kiness. Pride. Power, all rolled into one
So light that spliff and let that smoke choke black in your lungs
You'll need 5 stars to rate this, raise the bar, the cla** A gear is here
Stamped by Rucktion, straight out of London, a new landmarks built