JME - Final Boss lyrics

[Intro] He who laughs last laughs longest He who laughs last laughs longest Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me He who laughs last laughs longest He who laughs last laughs longest [Verse 1] I try to keep it clean, fit for the Queen Represent UK, Brighton to Aberdeen I don't care what you say, I'm writing for the scene My lyric book could be a crime magazine As I'm on my journey, earning stripes Taking grime out of the stereotype There's always one little person in a rave Or radio that wants to get hype [Hook] Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me [Verse 2] Blud, open your ears up, it's like no one hears us On road, gunshot scares 'nuff No one cares cause it's dangerous out here, cuz 'Nuff badman to beware of The streets of London, come like London Dungeon Feds lick you with the truncheon For doing nothing, you can get stunned with a stun-gun When you hear a bang and then run Everyone wants one, a pistol to have some gun fun One shot, that's your fun done Positive message, like the Indian girl that sung That tune "Bucky Done Gun" See, I ain't got time to tell you the nitty-gritty About the danger in England's capital city But if a boy thinks he's bad and gets a little lippy You hear gunshots blast [Hook] Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me [Hook] Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me Do not f** around with me He who laughs last laughs longest He who laughs last laughs longest He who laughs last laughs longest He who laughs last laughs longest