Conspiracy (Headtop Turner)

Lyrics

[Intro] You shouldn't have even got involved Yo Merky ACE, dun know, Family Tree Family Tree Big up Splurt on the production, yeah? Dem man ain't getting beats like this, not even Know what it is So man wanna come with something fake, yeah? Like I'm meant to be sure Oi, you know what, big up Darkos, yeah? Cause I got him to come studio and vocal the tune he gave me for my mixtape Then he tried spin me out the woodwork So it's time to done something real fast Yo! [Verse 1] Pricks wanna come with a fake conspiracy But I ain't timid and I've never been scared I'll take out your whole team on a random From Blue Borough so I don't show fear You wanna talk 'bout getting gully with the shotty It's the fact that you're washed like my girlfriend's hair I'm Merky ACE, I've never been a waste And I'll tell you again, that rumour's air Mook, why's Max fucking around for? Shoot man up from the ground to the top floor Roll with the dargs and they all got lockjaw When you see me at your next stage show Don't think it's a talking ting, I'mma buck four Come with my four boys, I will pull out the long ting Rinse the whole clip like a psycho Not gonna stop till I drop four [Break] Dickhead Wanna try and chat shit, yeah? Yeah? Suck your mum, Maxsta Everyone you know can suck your mum Your mum can suck her mumma's too Yeah? It's not a dickhead ting, fam [Verse 2] I know you wanna call me and squash the beef But it's gone too far now, ACE don't care I was in Russian Bar, not gonna say what I had But I didn't see you and I can see clear I went outside when I heard you was outside Looked to my left and you weren't there Looked to my right and you weren't there Looked straight ahead and you weren't there Ergh Ask anybody if the ACE was there No ID needed, got in on a standard And I look young with no facial hair So don't try say that you couldn't get in Cause your age excuses, dem ah get air You were shook cause Blue State was there You're soft in the middle like a chocolate eclair (wasteman) [Break] I was there, fam Ask anyone, I was at Russian Bar You weren't there You was booked, why didn't you- Not even that you didn't come, you came, then you left, blud You were shook And don't come with no excuse cause I've got no ID and I'm seventeen, what? [Verse 3] East Ham wanna war the ACE I will take on you, him, her, him, her Him, her, her, her, any time or place Ain't tryna be funny, I'll tear off a face I rep the team of the turtle So don't sleep, you hare, cause I'll win the race If you wanna bring beef, then I'll bring the bass [?] like the bucktoothed waste I don't mind sitting in a jail cell for you This is incriminating but I don't watch face I will lie through my teeth to a bastard judge I will do a fake cry and then buss the case Big time beef, bare shanks and sticks Cause I know that Ian Koromah has [?] If you're gonna send for me, send for me properly Don't come with something that another man says [Break] Be original, fam What's that all about? You're meant to be a grime kid And I ain't even sending for Deekay and iCon This tune's for Maxsta No more point, done listened to them Washed, mate, you're not on my wavelength [?] war [Verse 4] In this war, I will not lose like Wiley Regardless if Maxsta is rated highly I'm a war MC so I war MCs Send your big fanbase, that's not scary slightly Got a one bang like an Irish traveller Won't be racist and say a pikey I'll phone up Trix and he'll come with Mikey I've got road links all over the city I might bring back some old school OGs That don't hold no guns no more just like Highbury Plus, there's Shifman He will put a something in your head That you can't get out just like Kylie East London is back? Well, Max, that's dead Cause South never left, I'll arrange your death I'll start giving out beats like Bless 'Nuff kicks and claps and locks like Wyclef [Break] What, did you really think any guy sending? That wasteman It ain't even grime, blud You call that grime, dem man are doing funky tunes I've been about, I've hit nearly every radio And my name's out here, I'm certified [Verse 5] Dirty Canvas, you was running your mout up When the war got on top, you was prang In every bar, you chat like you're a badboy You're just a MC, stop lying to your fans You know you're on the run from Tiny From your own ends, you got banned I won't send for Deekay and iCon no more I'm going for the dad that's pushing their pram Ergh Off my own back, I'll tear down your gang You're asking for beef but you're chicken like Sam's Every word you say is totally wrong Like two batty man in Soho Wearing skinny fit jeans Lipsing each other with their eyes wide open Willy out of boxers, bashing each other off While they're holding hands [Break] What about Dirty Canvas, blud? Didn't let that one out, did you? You was gonna get grassed, you was shook Acting like some prang man Talking all that big talk but when it got on top, you were shook Don't talk if you ain't gonna follow up with action, wasteman [Verse 6] Real fans, don't put your trust in Max He's only gonna do commercial and sell out Merky ACE, I'm grime all day I'm the real grime kid from the roads, he's deadout I ain't gonna quit or do tunes that are sloppy If I see big money, I will still not S out If I see your marjay's running through the Cross with shopping bags I'm gonna stick my leg out Laugh out loud Bare fruit'll spill out I send for Maxsta and Deekay replies Like some dibby dibby wasteman sendout Next war dub, I'mma do with Ego See how faster Maxsta will spin out Merky ACE, I'm in Lewisham daily Come near Tesco's and we can swing out [Outro] I ain't even gonna send for Deekay None of dem man again Do more promos, Maxsta I've got eight on my name Bring them to send for me, they won't get a reply Westwood's, know what it is I'll see you at the next one, innit I'm out here