[Intro:]
Yo, Stars in your eyes
Floodline
Matthew, tonight I'mma be Prez T
[Verse 1:]
f** what you thought, this ain't a clash
I know man with a serious mach'
That will lick off your head and back
One shot, it's a wrap
I wanna bore man with my electric key, cos I know that they're all ga**ed
It's Trim, not Scratch
Eff H, and Pabs, and Prez
And whoever thinks they're bad
I don't care if I get shot or stabbed
He will get his locks in a Boston crab
He will get a slap like Kano's mum, uncle, nephew, friend and dad
From D-Lo, get the strap
Chase man down wherever they're at
[Bridge 1:]
Tonight Matthew, I'mma be Big H
Well, small H
Well, H
[Verse 2:]
Man tried to diss me, he went first
But I don't care, my ting works
Man tried to diss me, he went first
But I don't care, my ting works
Man tried to diss me, he went first
But I don't care, my ting works
Man tried to diss me, he went first
But I don't care, my ting works
See me here, see me there
Big 38 leave your face over there
I will shoot every dreadlock in your hair
No one ain't rocking your wear
Wait, hold on
I'm just flocking your air
Did Frisco slap you? Or is he gonna?
Wait, and who's mopping your hair?
I mean, what's popping over there, really?
[Bridge 2:]
And Pabby Wabbs
I don't know none of your bars
But whilst you man were trying to diss me
I was clashing Wiley innit
Normal tings
[Verse 3:]
I'm blacker than a black tracksuit with a black hood
Black boy with a black crew
Black MacBook, Blackberry, black iPhone, no black hook
One line flow yet again, I'm back, look
It's that look
The Lowdown's going on my album, I'm that shook
It's that one, that guy on that book, that dibby dibby flow gets that look
You ain't got nothing on my scrapbook
It's that one again with that one on that book
Them or that one can't k** me, I'm that good
No, cos I'll clash you and them lot in that shubz
I'm that one, blacker than a black tracksuit with a black hood
Are you listening?
[Outro:]
Yeah
Normal life