Legend, a lege', lege', legend
Se-see me in the street and they call me a legend
I'm a line that legend, sky that legend
Chip can't run out of bars, top legend
Repeat that bar, yeah, and what? Legend
Teenage legend, big man legend
Killer MC, yeah, I wig man legend
Budu-bap-bap legend, slap that legend
And I'm still not taking no backchat (legend)
Step to the mic with (ooh)
Fuck up the dance with (ooh)
Bag a man wanna spit their deepest bars 'til I come with the-
Nah, you don't wan' ramp with me, me
In the end you'll see, see
I come through like when I come through
I don't tek check one two, cannot undo
Like, what, is it on? Who is it up to?
Capital F the R, glide and cut through (yeah)
Cah man a gliding, rudeboy
Man a send bine that will find him, rudeboy
Send a big back ting to line him, rudeboy
My badness can't televise, tell a man stylin' rudeboy
Been a bad boy since Chip was in secondary school-uh
Mum didn't raise no fool, that would be foolish-uh
Been a bad boy since, since Chip was in secondary, school-uh
Mum didn't raise no fool, that would be foolish-uh
What'd you mean, what'd you mean? (Greaze)
Go on then, go on then, said you got a laser beam
You can't even afford a good pair of jeans
Like Krept I got cream, what you mean? (Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw)
How they gonna lift my skirt?
When I never wear no dress, I know your girl's impressed
You can't war me, it's too risky, I'm like whiskey
God forgive me if I burn his chest
They're like, "Bruza, where you been?"
Been mindin' mine, been blind to the BS
Not watchin' or hearin' it
Bruza, culminating blows to your nose (get me)
Bruza, culminating blows to your nose
Bruza, flat cap, mic in my hand
Dominating, get me, get me
Serious, you're not serious
Family ting, yeah, Fast and Furious
Wanna get serious, let's get serious
If not, I'll come to your rave, quick on my J's
Then spit in the rave, fly kick in the place
Spit in your face, man will piss on your grave
For the disrespect 'cause I am serious
Boy Better Know (shut yuh mout')
Overproof bullets, I'm sendin'
Here's that black leather glove, then we go again
Front of the car, back of the car
Under the car, twenty-eight shots from far
When I move in the middle of night
I'm still grim in the night
Chattin' and braggin' about, mmm-yeah
Chattin' and braggin' about, one, one
Chattin' and braggin' about, stop, wait
Chattin' and braggin' about (N-O-Vuh-duh-duh-duh)
Chattin' and braggin' about, lyrically ming
You want to clash, but you're gonna get tucked in
You don't wanna war with the N-O (Vuh-duh-duh-duh)
You will get hit with it, mmm-yeah
Step pon dem inna mi size ten shoe
When you see the Anunnaki walk through
Big tune drop and bwoy fi get slew
Beggin' a bredda fi try diss my gang
Beggin' a bredda fi try diss my crew
Tellin' a bredda fi don't step inna my quarter
Tellin' a bredda fi don't step inna mi shoe
Bun dem, you know I got pepper
Bare carbine when I put bars together
Ayo, di Grammy don deh yah (ah)
Light work whenever I work, no pressure
Murder, you know seh a mad ting, mi bredda
Shell a verse, Grime ting, no acapella
Cah we cold like the UK weather, dem dead (dead)