The way I came back was a mad ting I don't know which one that I'm better at, rap or the acting I dare man call man a has-been Like they ain't had Scorch on their flat-screen I ain't ever done no lesson for the acting Straight off the curb, man stepped in and smashed it I ain't like them man perfecting their angles Doing anything for a cheque when it's dangled Integrity, they can't send for me A breakup with a bird ain't the end for me Them man spit like NYC My ting's British like Tetley tea I'm so North with it, so 9 with it They ain't fucking with me and I'm fine with it I don't get stuck when I write lyrics I come up with this in like five minutes I come up off scuffing and knife lyrics Fucking up bruddas with my killys Weighing up suttin on my digis Man ringing up like, "Slide with me" Put your hand on who? Try and see Mistakes gonna cost you but dying's free I don't know you like that, don't Tayo me I come back from the dead like Dirty Den Twenty years straight, had a certi pen My angles still move work again If rappers ain't real, I don't work with them Them man are babies, I should nurture them Do a little throwaway verse for them My killy here Chip woulda murdered them But I ain't tryna get a next bird again I told Scorcher, "I like this one" No pen ting, I ain't gotta write this one Pree a man tweeting, typing nuff Got no motion, find him some Better zip it about Nobody cares what you're spitting about Touch mic killing but I'm living about Weighing this brick but I'm giving it out Twenty-eight G's on the scale, I'm high Twenty-eight G's in cash from grime Your crew weren't built off love so it died Me, I love when a man switch sides Switch sides, pick sides and stick sides All this switching sides, it's half-time Ever been dissed, thinking, "Who's this guy?" And nobody cares 'bout platinum, silver and gold But I been platinum, silver and gold Murder a pussy and I did it with - Murder a pussy and I did it with flows This is not podcasting, I am not talking This is bloodclartin, this is bumbaraasin Essex dog, how I'm back and barking I was in the middle when the slapping started Now everyone knows I'm no fucking target I'm a fucking artist, like, fuck these artists I pop up and show out when capping's starting I'm a household name, not just 'cause of grime Couldn't pen this way, not for your life Top three barrers, I'm top on the - Top three barrers, I'm top on the right