War Report

Lyrics

[Intro] Big up [?] [?] Yo [Verse 1] I can't hate pow that was a hit Even if the main verse was nicked off gods gift Spent a couple years now and snipers still chatting shit And whoever shanked fumin in 2006 Needs to come to Eskimo dance so I can buy him a drink More fire and fire ain't a thing They won't come if the name more fire is on the flyering ink And I swear that boy syer is slyly writing for me But it ain't dat, he ain't scratch and we ain't family tree I'll get shit for GBH before I think of writing A, B, or C And bash, go play with your teeth I told scum demons got a techno marine But Kane buss so he might have something else on his wrist I need to put someone else in these lyrics And I ain't got nothing bad to say about ghetto He's from the village and I can see it in him Mercston went to jail for rape so shes finished Mercstons a lot of things but I doubt that he did it Roachee comes out in a year and a minute Marcus nastys girl got me arrested in aiya Nappa And he was her witness But you know me I get with it Middle finger up, index with it Shake what mum gave you, even if she didn't Party over here, I'll bring it there when I'm finished And ace I keep hearing your business How you gonna let a seventeen-year-old girl Set you up and make you jacked for your chain you dickhead And we'll check up on all these people next Christmas And if I ain't jacked, shot, or hotted up one of them I probably got signed for six figures Lady sovereign is at def jam Skepta's rolling with mike skinner Dizzee's bringing out a third album this year And I'm here Hypers thirty-one or thirty-two this year And it's bait, wait [Verse 2] About rape, I will show you rape I'll stick my shank up your arse leave you fucked for days I got bars, flows fucked like thingy's face I'm the murkiest MC go and say I ain't I'll merk the first, second and third best MC in this game And I get more gash than you looking like an ape Wait, wait