Verse 1 Yo, This is the story of Joe and Jane/ me and her were like Superman and Lois Lane/ but she had a boyfriend at least I didn’t know his name/ ‘coz if he found out me and her were fucking he would go insane/ she was an ice queen skin as pale as Novacane/ after 3 months I entered a world of pain/ I never thought she’d ever break my heart/ that’s why I turned savage like a great white shark/ I shouted in the class doubted that I’d pass/ she was one of the girls that loved the power of my wrath/ so I did her in the shower and the bath/ for an hour and a half came out smelling like a flower in a vase/ when I wasn’t with her I was vexed all the time/ every time I saw her I had sex on my mind/ when she wore that red thong it made me headstrong/ it felt so good even though it’s dead wrong/ to take a man’s women I tried to stop but I couldn’t/ her beautiful bosom made my dick look like it was wooden/ she had a sexy arse clothes see though like plexiglass/ but I forget the past that’s why I moved on extra fast/ and met her friend called Isabelle at the wishing well/ usually I ain’t the type of guy to kiss and tell/ but two years later she made my life a living hell/ ‘coz she made me feel like I was trapped inside a prison cell/ Chorus It’s all good that’s just the way it goes/ you took my pride but you’ll never take my soul/ X2 Verse 2 We always take it too far it’s just the way that we are/ thought I was in love but the girl was playing the part/ Jane’s a snake in the grass her body’s state of the art/ that’s why I should have known that she’d end up breaking my heart/ her boyfriend got lucky, seduced her with drug money/ then she left him ‘coz he was grumpy and but ugly/ two weeks later she became my fuck buddy/ little did I know she was cold like a Slush puppy/ I always fuck about I think its time for me to cut it out/ before I end up with a girl that’s up the spout/ the jealousy made me turn green like a brussels sprout/ she left me when I told her to shut her mouth at my mother’s house/ my heart was beating fast like a speed racer/ I’ve been crazy ‘bout her since I was a teenager/ even kept a picture of her on my PC screen saver/ ‘til she cut me into pieces like a cheese grater/ this is raw and uncut Jane left me dumb struck/ when I first met her I was just a young buck/ now everything’s fucked up I was falling in love/ if she moves to me again then I’m calling her bluff/ I’ve had more than a enough she was one of a kind/ I brought her a sliver necklace that was costume designed/ she made me transform like Optimus Prime/ and I gave her quality time at the drop of a dime/ Chorus

Verse 1 Baraka Life was good but this is the dark age/ I used to go out drinking and flirt with the bar maids/ eat sweets and waste money at arcades/ now I’m fucked up ‘coz these are the last days/ I traveled through star gates to get to this dark place/ I’m crazy like Scarface taking class A’s/ increases my heart rate at a fast pace/ like a car chase and I’m always half baked/ frying my brain like a high voltage helps my mind focus/ I’m enraged ‘coz theres no way to escape from this psychosis/ I’ll smoke a pipe thats hand made the size of a lamp shade/ then go on a rampage and leave your body covered in bandaids/ don’t make me get medieval/ I’ll crush you with my hands ‘coz I don’t need a desert eagle/ if you’re holding a gun I’ll snap your opposable thumbs/ I’m a master mind and a psychopath all rolled into one/ me and Skilf spit the dopest poems/ if you fuck with me I’m leaving you with broken bones/ I’m making more doe than Corleone I smoke more cones than the rolling stones/ I’ll crush your frame I’ve always been over grown it’s in my chromosomes/ you moan and groan and bitch about me on your mobile phone/ which makes me feel like coming to your manor while your’e home alone/ snap your head up like a Toblerone/ to prove I hold my own so if you try to you’ll get overthrown/ oi, every day I write lyrics/ when I’m on the mic I’ll be making your spine pivot/ I’m nice with it give me a five minute time limit/ and I’ll be quick to burn you like matches and white spirit/ I’ll make you squash the beef like plasticine/ and I’ve got you nervous every time you stand in front of a cash machine/ you better just chill get me vexed I’ll be happy to break your nose and jaw/ what the fuck you waiting for? I’m ready whenever you wanna go to war/ wanna fight to the death get striked in the chest hit from the right to the left?/ and I don’t really care what you think of me I’ll always live my life on the edge/ you don’t really wanna fuck with the kids that come from Finsbury Park/ where the evil people are quick to take you down and leave your carcass in the dark/ Chorus Downlow scratching Verse 2 Skilf I pack more heat than the equator fuck with me I'll see you later/ alligator, killer instinct is deep within my nature/ even if you had a tank I'd still defeat you with a razor/ and beat you with a sabre make you breathe like you're in labour/ I’ve got an obsolete philosophy/ never changing like the snobbery of aristocracy/ don't bother me, when I'm meditating in my sacred place/ I'll change the pace and raise the steaks you've made a grave mistake/ the devil on my shoulder, controlling me getting colder/ I hold a revolver ready to blow ‘ya to Macedonia/ I need a hit to take me out of this ego trip/ all you eager chicks just wanna eat my dick like Weetabix/ boost the beat a bit, let it peak and clip/ I'm ready to rip and I don't mean rest in peace cos I'm a fiend for it/ rap is my crack, and I'm glad to be back/ it's like I never left the game and I never will cos that's a fact/

Verse 1 I used to smoke up and listen to DJ Cold Cut/ now I’m twenty four years old and I still haven’t grown up/ I’ve got no luck like England when they play in the World Cup/ so what? I can blow smoke rings the size of donuts/ my life is ironic, I’ve become psychotic/ getting high on chronic makes me jump like hydraulics/ I’m fucked I need to get my head examined/ ‘coz the weed’s destroyed my memories and it’s like they never happened/ back in the day I used to blaze on the tube/ now I’ve got police men try’na take all my food/ I don’t chuff ‘grettes I might smoke and save or a two’s/ I’ll always smoke weed thats why I’m dazed and confused/ I’m pissed off coz my town is a dead zone/ I’m the type to take you down by pounding your leg bones/ once I’ve done this I’m gonna pick up and get stoned/ head home and bop to Deftones on my head phones/ Chorus My brain’s prehistoric I’m hooked on weed and chronic/ I’m constantly asking my people what are our minds achieving from it/ it’s uneconomic, I smoke until I need to vomit/ wasted all my evenings smoking weed and reading comics/ in my room playing Tekken and Soul Caliber/ or walking the city drunk while looking for beef like Noel Gallagher/ so if you’re smoking weed then put your hands up/ but in the end the shit will only leave you bankrupt/ Verse 2 There’s no debate I’ve never sold an eighth that’s over weight/ but the shit I smoke has always been above the going rate/ once you’re hooked smoking weed there’s no escape/ now I’ve gotta cultivate my plants so they can pro-create/ I be that bredder repping Haringey/ if I’ve got some doe I’ll pick up every Saturday/ I’m a drug addict strictly on some other shit/ I get money illegally the government can suck my dick/ there’s something taking over my brain like blood clots/ I’m always getting prang when I’m waiting at bus stops/ now corrupt cops are try’na take my mug shots/ so I never keep my draw inside the glove box/ it used to be all sweet like strawberry cakes/ now I’ve gotta quit this shit before its to late/ ‘coz the police have got security tapes/ of me scoring an eighth outside the victoria stakes/ Chorus Verse 3 I’m on a road to success but I’m close to my death/ I choke on each breath I feel it in my throat and my chest/ that’s the shit that makes me wanna smoke cigarettes/ to find a way to cope with stress and hope for the best/ smoke the whole stash till I’ve got no cash/ people cant reach me ‘coz I’m prang that my phones taped/ I’m the type to spend money that I don’t have/ smoke hash ‘til I’ve got no cash and fuck road gash/ I’ve started taking my habits to new extremes/ ‘coz when I get angry I can turn savage like wolverine/ smoking zoots of green in front of a computer screen/ made my life a lucid dream and wasted money like a fruit machine/ but it’s a form of medication/ I need to fix up ‘coz I’m skinny like Kevin Bacon/ my album’s taken too long I’m sorry I kept you waiting/ but I wrote this for myself it ain’t a form of entertainment/ Chorus

Verse 1 If you want it I’ll be ready whenever to be the better mother fucker when I wile out/ ready to die so when I gotta then I’m bringing the pain and I can spot an enemy from a mile out/ whatever the weather I gotta get ‘em but I couldn’t give a damn the police on the streets always really wanna bust me/ even though where not doing a crime they wanna get up on my case ‘coz they know that it’s fuck’ry/ they don’t trust me always wanna cuss me now I’m pissed off ‘coz I’m fucking with a demon/ to hell with them because ‘coz they’re bringing me down they don’t wanna see me enjoying my freedom/ if you really wanna start on my people I’ll break your spinal chord/ now I’ve got a crew that are rapidly getting better but I’m try’na get em bigger than a dinosaur/ even my grime is raw what the fuck are you all rhyming for?/ I’ll be ready when you wanna go to war better stop or my fist’ll collide with your jaw/ nearly made a cartel till I got cold feet/ now I don’t fuck with people that hold heat/ but I roll deep from Peckham to Old street/ you could never win the battle ‘coz I’m a control freak/ Chorus My brain is in a coma, I’m praying to Jehovah/ the weight is on my shoulders everyday I’m getting older/ time waits for no one blood thats why I’ve got no patience/ I’m try’na seize the moment even though my mind’s complacent/ Verse 2 I’m going crazy can’t even describe/ the way that these inner demons are scheming increasing the feeling inside/ fuck all you haters and perpetrators wanting me dead/ how the hell can I sleep with these feelings in my head/ now I wanna get a bit the money so I endeavour getting better in this rap town/ ready to blow at any minute I’m ahead of my game so any wack mother fucker better back down/ try to front you’ll get smacked in the middle of the jaw bone/ sick of the typical mother fuckers try’na get up on the track so if you want it then I’ll put ‘em in a war zone/ now I’m considering here am I really living in hell? I’m tryn’a get a bit of money but I’m living in vain/ if you wanna be ahead of the game I’m gonna riddle with your brain ‘til I’m bringing the pain/ gotta psychosis, can’t focus all the drugs that I take are explosive/ tried to cope with these large doses but its hopeless tryn’a get the cheddar when I smoke this/ Chorus Verse 3 When I’m on a rhythm I be doing it incredibly/ I’m bringing the rhythm formidable upon the melody/ I’ve never been a killer but I’m willing to bet that I could wanna do it ‘coz I’m a little bit inconsiderate/ I’ve only got love for the people that roll with me/ ‘coz some of these mother fuckers are evil like Walt Disney/ I feel like I’m running on a race track/ pissed off looking for a needle in a hay stack/ but I was born to make rap and I’m never laid back when I rap on the track/ I bring it to you like a panic attack/ and I can kill a mother fucker like I’m packing a gat/ I’m on a level I’m elegant like a pelican/ you better never try to endeavour to get a regiment/ I don’t give a fuck I’m a gorilla in the mist/ get ready for armageddon when I hit em with my fist/ now I better find a job or go on benefit/ all I really wanna do is kill ‘em for the hell of it/ you better get a grip you ain’t ready for the rhetoric/ kill ‘em with the rhythm then I’ll put ‘em in a derelict/ if you want it I’ll be ready whenever but you don’t really wanna battle you better be on a level/ endeavour to do it better but you will never be killing the melody when I’m doing it no one could be ahead of me/ Chorus

Verse 1 I’ve been try’na quit for two years I’m still in a mess/ ‘coz getting high on weed is my method of dealing with stress/ it’s a vicious cycle and there’s no way that I’m stopping/ but every time I smoke I knock another nail in my coffin/ and if I’m not getting high I’m frequently chain smoking/ for the nicotine I might as well be cutting my veins open/ my brains broken I’m crazy like Beethoven/ life’s full of stress and its killing my high/ it’s seemed to have gone by at the blink of an eye/ London is like a labyrinth fragments of my brain/ have been destroyed by drinking absinthe I love smoking weed/ all it takes is one drag and I become a scum bag/ life’s becoming more tragic I’m a draw addict/ and soon they’ll be nothing left in this planet thats organic/ so I wreak pure havoc try to cause panic/ my words seem hard for you all to swallow like horseradish/ I don’t wanna end up like one of these has-beens/ who used to rip up venues and rap with a tag team/ sometimes this place can seem like a bad dream/ full of skag fiends, drunk mother fuckers and drag queens/ when I walk across the street police can tell I’m lean/ you see it in my eyes and you can smell the green/ but try to take it from my belt you’ll need the stealth of a delta team/ but the filth ain’t ever gonna help my helter-skelter self esteem/ I’m try’na figure out why the hell you want me locked inside a cell/ you’ve been try’na kill me but I’m still alive and well/ I’m sick of my occupation all we do is buy and sell/ I do it for the money I don’t give a fuck about my clientele/ their actions are beyond all rhyme and reason/ when I serve them at the tills they always give me the silent treatment/ they must find it pleasing I’m sick of working for the richest men/ on the planet I used to be grateful but now I’m sick of them/ on Wednesdays I work for six till ten/ that’s why I haven’t heard Downlow mix and blend on Itch FM/ fuck the haters I’ma ride to the bitter end/ until I’ve got a name on both sides of the River Thames/ my attitude is slowly improving/ but when I think about the fact that I don’t know what I’m doing/ I start to clench my fist I’m Marks and Spencer’s bitch/ most of the clientele who shop here are pretentious pricks/ now I don’t believe I’ll ever make it overseas/ or quit smoking weed ‘coz it helps me go to sleep/ abusing the ganja gives me delusions of grandeur/ I’m usually a wanker but using it reduces my anger/ I’m so stressed out my head feels like it’s piping hot/ when I wake up in the morning I start to smoke from nine o’ clock/ but without it I’m like a bull in a china shop/ I tried to stop but every time I’m sober I get writers block/ Chorus I love my friends and family but they’re never around/ I love getting high but it’s getting me down/ life’s full of stress I’ve got my head in the clouds/ I’ve pent up all this rage and now I’m letting it out/ x2 Verse 2 Is my soul heavenly bound or will it never be found?/ out here it’s worth less than seventy pounds/ chemical clowns circulate like a merry-go-round/ all across the town soon they’ll be sent to the burial ground/ it’s just a way of living but this shit can ruin lives/ some friends were sent to prison one committed suicide/ dropping acid and mind-sickening pills/ has reduced their brain capacity and listening skills/ I used to bop to Talib Kweli Chuck and Flava Flav/ that’s when I got into rap and then I started blazing J’s/ some people started cutting heads like razor blades/ others started selling drugs and never changed their ways/ I treat my album like some kind of grand design/ my obsession with perfection made the project drag behind/ I wish that I could turn back the hands of time/ ‘coz when I was young I thought that smoking weed would help expand my mind/ it seems like I’ve become my very worst enemy/ will I make a difference in the 21st century?/ it’s now or never I get through life with luck and trial and error/ searching for a salary in the city of cloudy weather/ my rate of drug abusing is unusual/ it’s strange what they can do to you confusing when they’re new to you/ soon you’ll be unable to do the things you used to do/ but you can do what the fuck you like the only human that can choose is you/ Chorus

Chorus Kat Drake Be my beloved, be my beloved/ Be my beloved, be my beloved/ Verse 1 Kat Drake When the sky is falling down/ And the stars are spinning round and around/ Chorus Verse 2 Baraka I offered my love but only gave you a small portion/ ‘coz I knew that you were slightly mad and played-out like a Walkman/ now that were about to die I’ve realised what’s important/ so let’s embrace our passion and get high on the endorphins/ it seems like everything is coming to an end/ and I feel like I’m falling in love with you again/ when the war broke out I lost my friends and fam’ly/ and you’re the only one that can stop my life from ending badly/ it’s hard to believe but I can’t describe the way you make me feel/ there’s only a couple of hours left and I’m sinking like a navy seal/ lately I’ve been thinking about you every single day/ because I’m in love with the way you act and agree with everything you say/ I know that I’ve been a fool but I never meant to make you cry/ now I’m ready to leave this earth but it’s so hard to say good bye/ ‘coz your love is sacred getting with a girl like you was a dream come true/ the world’s about to come to an end but I know that Our Lord’ll see us through/ Chorus Verse 3 Kat Drake When the seasons are turning inside out/ You know tomorrow may not come so do it now/ And I can feel it, feel the sunrise inside/ Be my beloved...

Verse 1 I used to smoke a pipe and mix my beer with Coke and Sprite/ that’s when I got into rap and became a celebrity overnight/ ever since I can remember I wanted to rip up open ‘mics/ and ride a prototype motor bike that glows at night like solar lights/ I ain’t a socialite I ain’t got a social life/ and if you wanna fuck around with me then roll the dice/ as for you pigs that always patrol at night/ you cant prosecute me for nothing mother fucker I know my rights/ if the government kill me I’ll return as a poltergeist/ and leave Tony Blair on the floor with his legs and shoulders sliced/ I’ve already used this rhyme schemes so now I’ve told you twice/ I don’t hold a gun I don’t hold a knife/ but if you mother fuckers don’t stop try’na control my life/ you’d better hope that you can survive a shot to the dome like Obie Trice/ your’e as cold as ice you keep the oil over-priced/ while there’s people across the world that can’t afford a bowl of rice/ Chorus (This is England) a country that used to rule the planet/ America took over with logo computer gadgets/ (This is England) I’m always surrounded by human traffic/ rumour has it all the adverts do havoc like voodoo magic/ (This is England) the land of cold weather/ in order to get by you need to be a go-getter/ (This is England, England)The United Kingdom/ a country that’s facing the brink of extinction/ Verse 2 London’s been trashed up by university students/ and soon the pollution’ll turn every human into a mutant/ I hate living in Great Britain/ now I need to escape ‘coz this place is like state prison/ but it’s a wild goose chase, that’s why I’ve got a screw face/ that’s why my breath smells like I’ve never brushed with toothpaste/ now I’m feeling tied up like a shoe lace/ all I need is Cubase fuck an office and a suit case/ police are tryn’a find out where I’m living/ it’s like they don’t give a fuck about the war on terrorism/ I don’t believe the bullshit I see on the television/ men and women are jealous turning green like penicillin/ I bless the rhythm fuck a second opinion/ check my Baraka Mix-Tape Volume zero special edition/ doing crime’ll either leave you dead or in prison/ ‘coz the police’ll strike you harder than a head-on collision/ just because America got rid of George Bush/ doesn’t mean that everything’s gonna be all good/ democracy will never help our community/ the only people that’ll make it change are you and me/ my life been like a roller coaster now it’s almost over/ I’m getting wise and growing older like La Coka Nostra/ I show composure ‘coz the worlds controlled by Coca-Cola/ when I own a motor I’ll go on the road to Oklahoma/ Chorus Verse 3 To much power can drive a man mad/ thats why George Bush was dropping bombs on Bagdad/ killing a thousand people with a single air strike/ just to kill Saddam Hussain do you call that a fair fight?/ (yeah right) I’m searching for blessed paradise/ a world filled with flowing rivers birds and dragon flies/ my rhymes are like a London travel guide/ in this city full of people stabbing guys like samourais/ fuck the alibis this rap game’s been paralysed/ ‘coz it seems like using guns and jagged knives is glamourised/ to many wack rappers are living lavish lives/ advertising corporate products till they feel they’re satisfied/ all this rage has got me pulsating/ my respect for the police has worn out like an old apron/ I don’t rate them that’s a bit of a bold statement/ but the other weekend I was nearly put on probation/ fuck these politicians now they need to stop and listen/ all they care about is try’na kill the opposition/ some friends have gone to prison and made the wrong decisions/ the city’s fucked up but I don’t believe in communism/ how can you expect your people to make an honest living?/ half of the population here ain’t got a pot to piss in/ politicking don’t fit my job description/ we’re living in a time where love and faith are none existent/ Chorus

Verse 1 I look back on my life full of solemn regret/ I’ve been alone all my life now I wanna forget/ I’ve never had much luck with the opposite sex/ but I’ve gotta hide the pain like the spots on my chest/ through out my whole life I’ve been taught to respect women/ maybe that’s the reason I love to have sex with them/ the last girl I got with left my heart broken/ but I can only write about her when I start smoking/ she made me go insane I think about her day and night/ she played me for a fool and now it’s time to pay the price/ just ‘coz she was feeling horny doesn’t make it right/ but I don’t really care about her ‘coz I hate my life/ all I really want is a woman that understands me/ I swear that I would show her love and be there for her fam’ly/ I’m always angry and swearing like Gordon Ramsay/ if I can’t get sex I’ll have to resort to plan b/ Chorus When I fell for you I wasn’t really surprised/ and even though I’ve failed to win your heart at least I have tried/ I can’t even describe how I’m feeling inside/ the mem’ries of us together are what keep me alive/ like waking up next to you and looking deep in your eyes/ I thought that your love was the meaning of life/ but now I’ve fixed up and I can see through the lies/ so I’ll just wait until the feeling has died/ Verse 2 I was try’na treat you right we connected at the speed of light/ but ever since you left me it’s been hard for me to sleep at night/ I was in love from the moment I met you/ now I’m try’na find a job and forget you/ every single day but I ain’t got a penny to my name/ the memories of you and me have been embedded in my brain/ life goes on, everything can change/ but there’s still a part inside me that’ll never be the same/ I’m getting through the pain and try’na move on/ what did I do wrong? I’ve been like this for too long/ love can be so painful and its driving me crazy/ and nearly every time I think of you I cry like a baby/ I never go out I don’t even speak to my friends/ I’d probably do anything just to see you again/ other girls are checking me out but I’ve gotta leave em alone/ if I can’t be with you then I’d rather be on my own/ Chorus

Verse 1 Odin O, D, I, N, Relentless representer/ buff gyal banger, top boy, mic thrasher/ rappers chat a lot of shit, I ain't buying it/ just like your CD ‘coz no one’s buying it/ I'm a spitting abomination, with grit and determination/ I spit and I dominate ‘em with shit that will terminate ‘em/ you can't plagerise my rhymes or even trace ‘em/ my bars will leave you close to defeat, there in the basement/ waste mans waste time all they do is keep waiting/ I'm trying to mask the horror of the game like Jason/ I'm using ouija boards to locate your ghost writers/ I'm a ghost buster duppy mc like Ghost Rider/ got the heart of a king, and the soul of a tiger/ so don't lose your life like drunk Grand Prix drivers/ I’ve got 4 metaphors 3 styles galore/ I'm just 2 good I’m number 1 for sure/ let’s go Chorus Down low scratching (Canibus sample) “‘Coz we’re rolling rough when the soldiers rush/ either you roll with us or you’ll get blown to dust/” (Jadakiss sample) “I’d rather just sit back and roll a dutch/ think about how’m a put the game in a cobra clutch/” x2 Verse 2 Baraka I’ve always stayed true to the hip hop culture/ now I’m making money like a rich stock broker/ I’m sick of rappers like Kanye West/ why the fuck does he try to write when his bars ain’t fresh?/ the only thing that’s worse is Kanye’s free-styling/ his clothes make him look gayer than Andre 3000/ I can’t work out why Lil Wayne’s become successful/ he acts like a fool ‘coz he’s hooked on pimp juice and Red Bull/ it’s no wonder why people are sick of hip hop/ the entire culture’s grid-locked like Tupac and Tim Roth/ I’ve had enough now it’s pay-back time/ I’m sick of all you faggot rappers ‘coz you make wack rhymes/ the back of my hand’s like a battering ram/ I’m making hip hop for life you’re just a flash in the pan/ you’re just enough rapper on an ego trip/ fuck off, go to hell and eat a dick you piece of shit/ Chorus Verse 3 Ki Ever since we were little kin’s snickering and bickering/ we never figured when we grow to bigger ‘ins to switch to men/ started as a unit each member ready to stick up men/ and bring beef to the kitchen then jail time we risking in/ but man who ain’t ready and their imagination tickling/ won’t be able to succeed and upgrade to millions/ even though your flows were better than turned to cheddar and/ drug trafficking constant satisfactioning/ lost the heart and art of your sword so you’re acronyms/ lost the punch in their lines, it’s only a natural fact that brings/ jealousy but these melodies get me set/ before my age reaches double 15 reject/ eject any prick that wanna act like an eediot/ and drop any pussy than wanna hold me back/ friends and business don’t mix like two big dicks/ so play your position or suck out you fucking prick/ 


Verse 1 Yo ever since I dyed my hair like N-Sync/ I’ve been skiving the London Underground and Thameslink/ I’ll either get lynched or famous like Fresh Prince/ I need to fix up ‘coz at the moment my breath stinks/ lately I ain’t been brushing my teeth/ it’s like I’ve had nothing to eat for a couple of weeks/ fuck the police I’m shitting on National Express/ Megabuses, EuroStar and Capital Connect/ they wanna whip me like the passion of Christ/ fuck my oyster card it’s just a tracking device/ I get in trouble when I hang around in Camden Town/ they’re try’na track me down so I’ve gotta stand my ground/ its not a long ting I’ll get there in twenty minutes/ ‘coz in the last year I haven’t payed money for any tickets/ I had a merry christmas blood don’t ever get it twisted/ everyday I skive the train from Leicester Square to Seven Sisters/ Chorus Crush, kill, shatter glass, roll through camouflaged/ fuck the copper they wanna stop us because we ‘av it large/ fuck a travel card this whole systems getting sabotaged/ even if it means that I’ve gotta die from the battle scars/ crush, kill, shatter glass, roll through camouflaged/ fuck the copper they wanna stop us because we ‘av it large/ fuck a travel card this whole systems getting sabotaged/ they don’t stand a chance I’ma crush em like an avalanche/ Verse 2 I hate cops and rappers into show-boating/ I’ll jump the fence if the gate won’t open/ my life’s hectic there’s never a dull moment/ why should I show a person respect if I don’t know them?/ I don’t care if the sign says No Smoking/ if any ticket inspector tries to take my Old Holborn/ I’ll leave his bones broken and kill him in slow motion/ I’m over grown like Stone Cold and Hulk Hogan/ I ain’t going down like muff diver/ we used to go on the back of the bus and drink Budweiser/ I’m living my life like a Ruff Rider/ I nearly got sent to jail ‘coz I pissed off the bus driver/ they’re tryn’a beat us and leave us in tiny pieces/ they can ride my penis I can read pigs like encycloped'yas/ show no signs of weakness and impose more views that bible preachers/ causing beef just like police that try to beat asylum seekers/ Chorus

Verse 1 I’m crazy like Hannibal from Silence of the Lambs/ coz I’m sick of doing work and revising for exams/ I wish that I was somewhere hot lying in the sand/ sizzling like bacon when it’s frying in the pan/ that’s why I wanna move to San Diego/ all I need to do is sell twenty grams of yayo/ I wanna leave my humble abode/ propaganda on television’s got me under control/ this is London City blood home of the heartless/ I’m never gonna move away ‘coz home’s where the heart is/ even though it’s full of pigs that stroll through the darkness/ there’s so much shit on my mind and I don’t know what to start with/ my computer’s fucked up I’ve broken the hard disc/ and I’m only really happy when I’m smoking a large spliff/ but there’s a light at the end of the tunnel/ as long as I sober up and stop getting in trouble/ Verse 2 I’m full of self doubt can’t somebody help out?/ I was climbing up the ladder then I fell down now I’m hell bound/ I reminisce to when I was fourteen/ and all the happy memories numb the pain like morphine/ but fuck that ‘coz now I’m a raw rapper/ I used to be nerd into comics and Warhammer/ all the school bullies kicked me in my gall bladder/ till I smacked them down and made their jaw shatter like a prawn cracker/ I was into Thunder Cats and A-Team/ now I’m 24 and still doing the same thing/ got into the rave scene and rebelled like James Dean/ I’m sick of this regime I’ll never go mainstream/ but I’ve gotta get paid I crave to blaze green/ I’ve stayed in a day dream from the age of eighteen/ now I’m try’na make cream and wipe the slate clean/ but my album’s cheaper than a can of bake beans/ Verse 3 I used to have ambitions of becoming an architect/ now it seems to be chasing the girls that play hard to get/ I’m losing faith in the human race/ but try’na keep myself together as my mind hallucinates/ I don’t need love and I don’t need a girl friend/ I’ll always be alone until this fucking world ends/ and when it does I’ll have smile on my face/ ‘coz when I die I’ll be a thousand million miles from this place/ back in the day I had this girl I used to fuck with/ she was intelligent, beautiful and seductive/ but double-crossed me like a copper under cover/ for another lover turns out he’s a cocky mother fucker/ but I don’t hate the player I hate the game/ I need to stake my claim before I ever make a change/ but I cant take the pain and I don’t wanna wait in vain/ it ain’t the same without her love I’m burning like a naked flame/