Oi hold tight my fans, yeah (Large up) Sorry I took long but You know how it is (Go on then) I don't care what no one says (Skepta) I'm a legend, a legend When I say oooooh Boy Better Know I'm a myth, a myth When you see Skepta, just bow to your master Has he got a gun? No, no Have I got one? Yeah And when I draw for the oooooh Only thing you'll hear is boushya Because bare wasteman wanna diss my tune Same wasteman wanna spit on my tune Wasteman bars can't fit on my tune Try hard, still sound shit on my tune And producers, they wanna bootleg my tune Clash me and then end up dead on my tune Just a little reminder of my tune It was gunshots at Sidewinder for my tune I wanna make Ps like Diddy So don't come around acting silly 'Cause when you see me draw for the 9 mili I'll make 2Face say "ho my diddy" You get smoked like Philly Think that you're big but you're just a likkle willy I love magazines like Chantelle Fiddy Jookie Mundo's got titties Jookie's a batty Why chatting about man's balls and batty? Boy Better Know I will draw for the gatty Burn out your mouth like a saltfish patty Jookie's a fassy And he's a batty Why chattting about man's balls and batty? Boy Better Know I will draw for the gatty Burn out your mouth like a saltfish patty Jookie Mundo Keep dissing me Matthew and Javan Really and truly, that was the whole plan Knew if I diss one man, I would get your whole crew Saying my name while I finish my album Now I owe you one Because that's a third of my advertising's done But I heard couple man dissing my mum So God forgive me if I buss my gun (I'm like) God forgive me if I buss my nine God forgive me if I buss my nine I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne But you dissed my mum so you crossed my (line) I'm like, God forgive me if I buss my nine God forgive me if I buss my nine I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne But you dissed my mum so you crossed my (line) My name's J, I just wanna make money Bare wasteman think life is sweet like honey I don't scram, star I just pull out the mash and put it to your tummy Your girlfriend's flirting, carry on merking Till you see fast shadows In a Vectra, one dub eats man Put the mash to your ribs and damage Javan It's Skepta, I got the picky afro Told you before, Boy Better Know Van Damage ain't got one good flow You try too hard but no, no You look like a homo You're the shittest MC in SLK And if I was Flirta I would oooooh I would kick you outta I can't believe what I'm hearing Who does Sniper think that he's scaring? You can have biceps Eight packs and triceps but you got a gay nose piercing Kung Fu Style, Private Caller, which one's worse? Your video looks like the advert from Fitness First Even though you take steroids, you will get merked I don't mean on the mic Shower man down on an R1 bike Draw for the mash and start acting wild And see if you still wanna do Kung Fu Style Batty man can't follow me I know Bomani's dealing with sodomy Blud, I'll put a slug in your clothes Don't come around here with a stud in your nose Jookie Mundo can't bring it to Joe Jookie Mundo ain't got no dough Jookie Mundo don't earn no wages Jookie Mundo's been ready to blow for ages Since Deja 92.3 You wanna lash the same girls as me So when I see your girlfriend, I'ma say "let's talk about sex baby" Shut your mouth about "up in the air" Firing straight, not up in the air Send double 05 up in the air Jookie Mundo, up in the air The whole of East go up in the air Taliban, who is he? Why is he here? Tinchy, put the mash on his left ear Them man don't wanna clash when I'm here I got a ting in my boot like Stryder Draw for the mash and aim it at Ryder Don't ask why I'm slewing this chief Because everybody knows I slew gap teeth But here's his family So is Knuckles, so is Angry So shh, dickhead Before I draw for the Stanley Draw for the tool (Go on then, go on then) Think I'm a fool? (Go on then, go on then) Draw for the mash (Go on then, go on then) Still wanna clash? (Go on then) Because I got bare man with me (Go on then) Skengman with me (Go on then) Showerman with me (Go on then) Real wickedman with me (Go on then, go on then, go on then) I'll see you man in a rave