The Intro (Words from Thea Maria)

Lyrics

[Intro: Thea & Stormzy] What you're about to hear is material that has been written and recorded in 168 hours. Many believe an accomplishment of this stature is staged or over-exaggerated in some way, shape or form. To some, this may even be deemed impossible. However, opinions and views cannot dispute fact. 7 days, 1 week, 168 hours. 168: The Mixtape You know what it is, yeah? It's not even the fact that I'm, that I'm underrated or, or the fact that I'm, I'm being slept on. It's the, it's the fact that people don't think I'm a threat, do you understand? People don't think that I'm, that I'm one to be, to be looked out for, one to be watched. And that's when it becomes a problem, that's when I have to rise up and become a problem, do you understand? Cause last year I put out some unprecedented shit. You know what I'm saying? So, but man can see me, and to know what I'm on, and man still want to sleep on me, I'm gonna have to, I'm gonna have to rise up and become a problem. I'm gonna have to kill everyone. That's what it basically is [Verse] Look, I'm a fucking problem And these rappers just don't seem to comprehend And all these little niggas wanna hype up on the Twitter Then salute me when I buck and when they see me on the ends Hate when bruddas stalk me on my ones and try approach me like a dummy Then they crumble when they see me with my friends These rappers is pricks, I'm back on my shit, I carry my strip And see them dickheads, I will not feature with them They let the beast out of the pen, they went and let me out my cage I went from depression to the game, I will not speak of it again Went from grime to rap and nowadays I'm kinda back But sometimes I just feel to go and fucking cheat on it again Had to free the realness, come and tell me what the deal is And plus I fucking sick, illness is leaking out my pen Had the rap game sussed, was about to fucking buss But the condom split, I ain't beating it again So I missed him with the shot, but I caught him on the rebound Mic check, check 1-2, can I speak now? Lights out, knock a little nigga for the [?] Rap champ, let me wipe my medal with the details I like to play nice with my teeth out It's cool for my conscience, so I redoubt He said, "it's on Michael, kill em all Michael" Then I said "OK, let the beast out" I'm like that nigga Bane in the [?] See, I bring a lot of pain, I'm coming from the block They're saying Stormzy's in the way, someone come and stop But I'm a fucking problem, that's my fucking problem Stop talking when I'm speaking That's the sort of shit that makes a nigga morph into a demon But my niggas do the warring and the squeezing But I'll probably give the brudda just a caution when I see 'em I'm tryna get a Porsche and then a BM And a Range to top it off, that's why the thought of it's appealing Them little niggas talking and they're preeing They don't wanna make it public, so I caught them in the DM Like, yo, you sure you wanna go down this road? 'Cause that shottie's got a temper and a big load Been gone for a sec', now every rapper's fucked Now I'm back, and I've had enough, bad it up They hear the talent, so they bang my track Nigga came up on the hype, I told them "stand right back" He tried to hit me with the left and I swang right bang See these niggas in their [?] like "what gang sign's that?" Yo, I got a call from my young G Like "yo, you doing a mixtape in one week? Let me come see, that surely can't be true Like, I saw it on my Twitter, but that surely can't be you" I told him "I'm a monster in the booth Got me and Dice together, that's a monster of a due So gimmee a couple days, and some bottles of [?] And I'ma kill them rappers and I'll show 'em I'm a boss" Like, believe the hype, believe the hype 168, I will get 'em seen tonight They say it is a stunt, but you can read it as a right That's my introduction, I'ma leave it all to that