Deeco - Play Your Position (Beckham) lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, get a boot in the face like Beckham Take man down in less than a second Put on my kit like "come, we go get 'em" Get the ting that kicks like Tekken Raised in Lewisham, born in Peckham A-C-E with the [?] leathers Out on the field, man are holding tekkers Don't compare me to none of these breddas Cause they're not on warring I be on the frontline, frontline touring When I'm on the frontline, blood start pouring Upfront striker, shots I'm scoring, bang I'll bore him Always close with the nizzy just for him I don't put my half, I put all in For my team, so long with the talking [Chorus] Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham [Verse 2] Don't get it twisted cause I do tunes Man are on sight in the war, not verbal When I do moves, there is no reversal I was doing late night foots rehearsal Skid around the corner and let out a turtle Left man red like circle Dem boy washed like Hercule We're the reality, they are virtual I've been putting in work like f** are you saying? Meet me on the field anywhere, any day It will get grey, anyone's prey You know how I stay I've got the something on me Show man strawberry mutton [?] press people bu*ton Cook that beef with the oven [Chorus] Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham [Verse 3] Talk to the farda, talk to the farda Wanna get big? Then talk to the farda Holler at me with the right P And the right enquiry, I'll talk to the farda Be easy, I've got that llama Put it to your skin like Imperial Leather [?] raves, no dubplate drama Exit wounds when I inflict karma It's not who? It's me Can't diss a man in Family Tree I'll fly down on the dinged off [?] Watch what you say when you open your boat Come with a shotty just like Raoul Moat Hand ting fast like Usain Bolt Done a tune with Dizzee but never went ghost Bally, no bare face when I'm involved [Chorus] Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham [Chorus] Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham Man ain't threatened Always on point, don't lack with the weapon If a likkle man wan' get out his place He will get a boot in the face like Beckham Straight to the point, I ain't inna no penance Don't wanna listen? I'll teach him a lesson When it kicks off, I'm ready, no fretting Get a boot in the face like Beckham