tell the barber stop fuckin with my hairline got mine fitted to the side when i wear mine why these boys keep reachin for my plate knowin i don t wanna share mine why these boys keep lyin when they swear blind why they talking like i never made bare grime talk tools like i never had a spare 9 why they reachin for my pockets like it s their grind they better recline don t don t need a co sign from the mayor cos i got a pretty penny i ain t beggin in my spare time why these bitches wanna hit me with the bare whine tell me hit it bareback these bitches ain t even worth the airtime why these singers always gotta use melodyne why these rappers on their phone on the radio they ain t got prepared lines why you gotta keep gassin up their dead rhymes why i gotta be a hater when i tell the truth why i gotta like your shitty fire in the booth if you re really spittin fire where s the bloody proof i ain t hatin on the youth if you ain t got the juice what s the bloody use cos i m used to the true spitters on the roof east side of the river that s the bloody roots had to put in work like a pair of muddy boots too big for my boots that s the truth no excuse for you new recruits bunch of dilutes and a few flukes i ve been out of the loop gotta pepper mcs with a few nukes bunch of fashion mcs think they re too cute bunch of rubbish mcs stick em in a chute chuck em out of a helicopter with no parachute i had to jump through hoops i m a true brute it ain t up for dispute how bad do you want it do you really really want it how bad do you want it do you really really want it how bad do you want it do you really really want it do you really really want it if you want it then i m on it why these bredders beggin a re union why s the godfather touchin on the kids why you actin like you never knew and he s movin new again there ain t ever gonna be another crew again so tell willy that i don t need a pen pal stop writin me these letters cos i don t know what to do with them it ain t ever gonna be 03 or 02 they don t do it how i did it somebody tell me what i ve gotta prove again i was runnin round the manor like a hooligan i was linkin up with gavin he was slewin them would have been a mad ting if he blew all these little grime kids ain t got a clue i ain t even got a problem with the newer gen but all these rappers that you re begging i will ruin them and tell mega he can make all the noise that he wants but i ll put him on his arse in a swamp with a few of them they re still talkin about my old wars folklore still talkin bout my old bars got my thinkin that it s all i m really known for i ain t runnin from no one i fought my own wars c1 northstar thats a war lord if they only knew the way flip the scoreboard and tell wes that he s pukka and a mukka he s still a mad man and a nutter and the heat i just can t afford coz i m on tour they want an encore yeah sure that s what i m on for tell the promoters that they gotta put me on more i m like an elevator stoppin at the wrong floor i ain t got no regrets if i did have a set it would be that i never flew concorde now my flow is complete cah i don t want no raasclaat beat  how bad do you want it do you really really want it how bad do you want it do you really really want it how bad do you want it do you really really want it do you really really want it if you want it then i m on it1