Tempa Tempa

Lyrics

[Intro] "What's happening?" "I don't understand" "I'm sure you don't Jane" Temper Temper That was your crime (Young Spen) We've been watching you for some time We knew that you'd appear We knew your temper tantrums would lead you here (Snitching) "Stop! Leave us alone!" (Scumbag) "Pray silence for the judge" "What judge?" (Fuck the judge) "All rise!" Bayoz Muzik [Hook] (x2) Temper temper Caught you at last (Yeah) Your quick temper went a bit fast (Giggs) Temper temper (Minge) Caught you at last (Yeah) Your quick temper went a bit fast (Alright) [Verse 1] Got a bad temper and my gangs with it (Shit) If I click it it's only cause my hand fidgets (Click it) I ain't talking bopping by, where my gang visits (Visits) If I catch your pussy face, Imma Stan Smith it (Umm) Niggas walking round on foot, trying to bag pitches (Foot) Under-covers wanna look, I can't stand snitches (Look) Look see the bogers on my foot, looking Stan Smith-ish (Yes) And my swagger's looking good, that's why I bang bitches In a hot spot (Spot), where the cops watch (Watch) I've got straps masked up like its not hot (Not hot) Couple Glocks copped (Yes), I will not stop (Stop) Fam I got a lot of arms, call me Doc Ock (La) If I hop-scotch ('Scoth), to your Pop's spot (Pop) Bust a top lock (Lock), fuck a knock-knock (Knock) Got my strally out quick, move it chop chop (Chop) Niggas talking any shit, get your squad dropped (Yeah) [Hook] Temper temper Caught you at last (Yeah) Your quick temper went a bit fast Temper temper Caught you at last (Mace) Your quick temper went a bit fast [Verse 2] Listen, hear the tyres screech first, then the fire heats burst I got two knifes, Imma put in Siamese work Let it fly in his shirt, let him lie in his dirt This the jungle, where the fucking lions eat first You can't test me prick, I'm a let Tee rip (Termz) Blow your brains out, on some fucking pesky shit (Tiny) Never lets me slip, an interesting clip Lethal weapon here, feel the fucking Jet Li kick (Umm) Never met me, but they wanna get me pitch Feds arrest me, they don't wanna let me live (Yeah) My performance didn't wanna let me spit But when I swallow food they wanna let me shit Niggas hyping like there on some Pecks green shit Ive got lighting, blow you into next week quick (Umm) Now your blood's floating, on some fucking Red Sea shit [Hook] (x2) Temper temper Caught you at last Your quick temper went a bit fast (Ocks)Temper temper Caught you at last (Dun know) Your quick temper went a bit fast [Outro] Real niggas with no patience Pesky, Snap, Younger S.I, you dun know Let them little pussy 'oles know This is a place of woe, this is a place where all wicked children...