Phase 2 Productions - One Man Army lyrics

How they gonna test me MCs ain't got flows they like dead sea Let's be clear I'm friendly don't vex me It'll be like sparring Jet Li, no referee I make the crowd frenzy Yes he thought he could hustle till he met me They tell me be trendy you'll float on the mainstream if your style's empty If that's right I'll use lefty Especially cos I'm heavy like 5 Bentleys I didn't start out with plenty I'm deadly cos out of nothing I make twenty Thirty, fifty, hundred, one seventy Come through the ceiling F the front entry What you have I don't envy I'm in the lab making gold I learnt chemistry You're no threat the lord sent me Any enemy gets dealt with not gently Get me I'm not on the beef like spaghetti I'm out here trying to achieve so just 'leff me Fly like Peter, Tinker and Wendy I make cash on these streets and it's cleanly Success looks s**y and I've gotta poke her face so don't bet me But it don't happen overnight That's why I kick my brain into overdrive You haffi check your lane for an oversight Because there's too many teefs like an overbite You know I'm right, right Still I'm in it cos I'm rooted All they wanna know who I move with Foolish youts doing music looking for the glamourous I move units like a mother loving abacus Understand, I make a banger like a hammer does Bad 'em up even if I stammer Got the stamina for any challenge embarra** an amateur Vanish when I chatter like Abaracadabra Let's be 'aving ya, driven not a pa**enger In it till they listen in Britain, Finland and Canada Africa, China, Thailand and Panama I'm a battler I hold the mic like Excalibur Spit till my voice goes hoarse then I saddle up Gallop as I barrel through your barrier I got music in my genes I'm a carrier Throw me in the deep end man I'm a paddler I'm action no drama A cat with no armour They say it's madness I say it's Sparta Get your guard up Before I wipe off your head like a lager I grow my peas like a farmer Hunger for the best yes that's why I'm marger Rather bring the good vibes like a charger They want me on the dark side, I ain't your father Scarper, gimme space So I can come blasting in an Arwing laughing Doing barrel rolls cos they asking Last thing you're regarding is my black a** when it's pa**ing Not a half ting, deading a bargain Bite worse than my bark so I'll never be starving Learnt to be sharp so I sever and carve them I work in the dark till a bredder be starring So you better be barring cos I know where I'm going and I don't need Garmin Left turn, right turn, no that's jarring I'm a one man army, the squad and sergeant