[00:00.000] 作词 : Justin Clarke Samuel/Kingslee James Daley/Ashley Nwachukwu/Kwadwo Amponsah[00:01.000] 作曲 : Cameron Palmer/Neil Waters[00:13.709]They say no man is an island[00:15.216]But I left island[00:16.034]Had to do my ting[00:17.129]If I sense any sign in ya eye that ya triflin'[00:19.198]It's bye, no fussin' or fightin'[00:20.768]Seen all they drops, the same already[00:22.480]Seen the bussdowns and chains already[00:24.280]Save ya drip, made it rain already[00:26.079]Pissed off cah my cup couldn't take more Henny[00:27.959]Let's discuss it[00:29.018]Wanna tell lies to the public[00:30.353]Cool, if you like it, I love it[00:31.952]But, true, I'm that guy in the function[00:33.621]Spit fire and leave shit alight like a bunsen burner[00:35.925]Manna grill beef, you don't want this burger[00:37.831]Money filthy, a disgusting earner[00:39.616]Word up[00:40.179]That's ya luck, it's gone further[00:41.434]Do a man like Klashnekoff[00:42.587]It's 'Murda'[00:43.998]Getting dough on the front end[00:45.278]Can't take man for a prick, no thorn[00:46.844]I don't need no horns, I blow my own trumpet[00:49.218]Thank road for the funding[00:50.686]Only bro knows how it's rolled into hundreds[00:52.520]Lizzy gone rogue, pink notes in abundance[00:54.392]Did all my bicep curls and my lunges[00:56.197]True say you ain't ya self when ya hungreh[01:12.864]Coldest[01:13.377]I don't how you ain't noticed[01:14.770]Without Ghetts there ain't no list[01:15.999]Your new shit's like my old shit[01:17.508]Your old shit was just so shit[01:19.209]Hold it[01:19.832]Who wants smoke? I'll roll it[01:21.132]Who wants rope? I'll hold it[01:22.519]Let's play hangman[01:23.404]How do I know you ain't got no heart?[01:26.068]X-ray and scan[01:27.224]Them man haven't been transparent[01:28.884]But I know the minerals they've got missing[01:30.886]Indirect often[01:31.884]Indirect, just bare subliminals they've got written[01:34.432]I don't wan' play fill in the blanks[01:36.141]I'd rather play fill up the bank[01:37.580]Easy think of a plan[01:38.984]Meet me, pick up a shank[01:40.397]BP, fill up the tank[01:41.893]I was in the cold, no comfort[01:43.705]Grade 8s in music[01:44.668]That's why I can blow my own trumpet[01:46.234](What you got?) I got news for the public[01:47.802](What else?) I got views for the pundits[01:49.366]I'm a sell out[01:50.157]I ain't got room for a hundred[01:52.600]I can only look down on people who gossip[01:54.826]I stay 22 rumours above them[01:56.972]**** them![02:12.095]When the beat it just drops[02:13.015]And you screwing your face[02:13.926]And you're blowing your top[02:15.208]A shot no fighter can block[02:17.039]A weight nobody could spot[02:19.618]Beats, we are burning 'em[02:20.621]London to Birmingham[02:21.538]Course you'd have heard of 'em[02:22.478]Fellers are shellers[02:23.261]We're perming them, permanent[02:24.361]Jump on this plane, but just mind for the turbulence[02:26.811]Plane we observing on[02:27.935]So far above that it gets kinda burdensome[02:29.794]They are not ready for shells that we're serving 'em[02:31.637]Food for your thought, now come swallow a murdering[02:33.522]Gurgling on your own blood, and it's curdling[02:35.411](Why?) Your stomach is weaker than Worzel is[02:37.320]My word on it, I'm earning it[02:39.087]The s*******es I speak, they're just learning it[02:40.935]Street shit[02:42.055]And deep shit[02:42.922]Like ancient Egypt and three clips[02:44.736]Like read this and take in your teachers[02:46.526]If he flips, then break face of eediats[02:48.374]He's quick to make pace 'cause he's sick[02:50.224]And these pricks, they gave chase, but he slips[02:52.031]Not a day in your life, I tell you these grips[02:53.963]Blud, they grip on the track better than V6[02:55.770]And when I've written a rap, I tell you these d**ks[02:57.613]They couldn't buss if they gave 'em three chicks[02:59.885]A whole load of crumpet[03:01.292]No, bro, you don't blow ya trumpet[03:03.535]I roll over dunces[03:05.396]I throw loads of punches[03:07.043]D**kheads are lunches[03:10.674]Back back, gimme space, gimme, uh[03:12.395]Got God, got Jah with me, uh[03:14.272]Why the devil wan' war with me? Hmm[03:16.135]Why the devil wan' spar with me?[03:17.624]I been around, been around for a sec[03:19.473]I need TLC like Left Eye[03:21.628]When shit got peak, man left I[03:23.503]Now my heart turn black like Wes Snipes[03:26.487]Sniper[03:27.314]Watch a man shed skin like viper[03:29.186]Drop two-two bars when I like her[03:31.087]No coming back like Rikers[03:32.970]All that drip, but you're not impressive[03:35.046]Spark my thoughts, pen my lessons[03:36.916]Man can't talk to much about blessings[03:38.734]Them man there might think I'm flexing