Splurt Diablo - Conspiracy (Headtop Turner) lyrics

[Intro] Yo Merky ACE, dun know, Family Tree Family Tree Big up Splurt on the production, yeah? Dem man ain't getting beats like this, not even Know what it is So man wanna come with something fake, yeah? Like I'm meant to be sure Oi, you know what, big up Darkos, yeah? Cause I come to the studio and vocalled the tune he gave me for my mixtape Then he tried dig MC me out the woodwork So it's time to done something real fast [Verse 1] Pricks wanna come with a fake conspiracy But I ain't timid and I've never been scared I'll take out your whole team on a random From Blue Borough so I don't show fear You wanna talk 'bout getting gully with the shotty It's a fact that you're washed like my girlfriend's hair I'm Merky ACE, I've never been a waste And I'll tell you again, that rumour's air Mook, why's Max f**ing around for? Shoot man up from the ground to the top floor Roll with the dargs and they all got lockjaw When you see me at your next stage show Don't think it's a talking ting, I'mma buck four Come with my four boys, I will pull out the long ting Rinse the whole clip like a psycho Not gonna stop till I drop four [Break] Dickhead Wanna try and chat sh**, yeah? Yeah? s** your mum, Maxsta Everyone you know can s** your mum Then man will s** her mumma's too Yeah? It's not a dickhead ting, fam [Verse 2] I know you wanna call me and squash the beef But it's gone too far now, ACE don't care I was in Russian Bar, not gonna say what I had But I didn't see you and I can see clear I went outside when I heard you was outside Looked to my left and you weren't there Looked to my right and you weren't there Looked straight ahead and you weren't there Ask anybody if the ACE was there No ID needed, got in on a standard And I look young with no facial hair So don't try say that you couldn't get in Cause your age excuses, dem ah get air You were shook cause Blue State was there You're soft in the middle like a chocolate eclair [Break] I was there, fam Ask anyone, I was at Russian Bar You weren't there You was booked, why didn't you- Not even that you did come, then you left, blud You were shook And don't come with no excuse cause I've got no ID and I'm seventeen, what? [Verse 3] East Ham wanna war the ACE I will take on you, him, her, him, her Him, her, her, her, any time or place Ain't tryna be funny, I'll tear off her face I rep the team of the turtle So don't sleep, you hare, cause I'll win the race If you wanna bring beef, then I'll bring the ba** [?] like the bucktoothed waste I don't mind sitting in a jail cell for you This is incriminating but I don't watch face I will lie through my teeth to a ba*tard judge I will do a fake cry and then buss the case Big time beef, bare shanks and stakes Cause you know that Ian [?] taste If you're gonna send for me, send for me properly Don't come with something that another man says [Break] Be original, fam What's that all about? You're meant to be a grime kid And I ain't even sending for Deekay and iCon This tune's for Maxsta No more point, done listened to them Washed, mate, you're not on my wavelength [?] war [Verse 4] In this war, I will not lose like Wiley Regardless if Maxsta is rated highly I'm a war MC so I war MCs Saying your big fanbase, that's not scary slightly Got a one bang like an Irish traveller Won't be racist and say a pikey I phone up Trix and he'll come with Mikey I've got road links all over the city I might bring back some old school OGs That don't hold no guns no more just like Highbury Plus, there's Shifman He will put a something in your head That you can't get out just like Kylie East London is back? Well, Max, that's dead Cause South never left, I'll erase your d**h I'll start giving out beats like [?] 'Nuff kicks and claps and locks like white kleff [Break] What, did you really think any guy sending? That wasteman It ain't even grime, blud You call that grime, dem man are doing funky tunes I've been about, I've hit nearly every radio And my name's out here, I'm certified [Verse 5] "Dirty Canvas", you was running your mout up When the world got on top, you was prang In every bar, you chat like you're a badboy You're just an MC, stop lying to your fans You know you're on the run from Tinie From your own ends, you've got banned I won't send for Deekay and iCon no more I'm going for the dad that's pushing their pram Off my own back, I'll tear down your gang You're asking for beef but you're chicken like Sam's Every word you say is totally wrong Like two batty man in Soho Wearing skinny fit jeans Lipsing each other with their eyes wide open Willy out of boxers, bashing each other off While they're holding hands [Break] What about "Dirty Canvas", blud? Didn't let that one out, did you? You was gonna get gra**ed, you was shook Acting like some prang man Talking all that big talk but when it got on top, you were shook Don't talk if you ain't gonna follow up with action, wasteman [Verse 6] Good fans, don't put your trust in Max He's only gonna do commercial and sell out Merky ACE, I'm grime all day I'm the real grime kid from the roads, he's deadout I ain't gonna quit or do tunes that are sloppy If I see big money, I will still not S out If I see your marjay's running through the Cross with shopping bags I'm gonna stick my leg out Laugh out loud Bare fruit'll spill out I send for Maxsta and Deekay replies Like some dibby dibby wasteman sendout Next war dub, I'mma do it with Ego See how faster Maxsta will spin out Merky ACE, I'm in Lewisham daily Come near Tesco's and we can swing out [Outro] I ain't even gonna send for Deekay None of dem man again Do more promos, Maxsta I've got eight on my name Bring them to send for me, they won't get a reply Know what it is I'll see you at the next one, innit I'm out here