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