[{"id":10547565,"name":"Darkside Freestyle","trackName":"Darkside Freestyle","artistName":"Ghetts","albumName":"Freedom of Speech","duration":284.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oi Lewi, are you sick?\nYeahgH (Back on the darkside Shit)\nYeah, I'm back on the darkside shit\nThat's right ok (Wowwoo) listenok\nSKOOM!\nDifferent day, same shit\nI'm in the same whip getting\nRid of weight and grams many hate my plans\nI swear down if any take a stand\nI'll tell Ace hold the semi straight and bang\nI'll seperate your gang, then generate a scam\nDon't ever shake my hand\nYou're 22 and you ain't ever made a grand\nI can educate you fam\nYou seem silly? Call me P diddy\nYou'll never make the band\nDon't come around here tryna\nDemonstrate the slang\nI devastate all featherweights\nMy time I dedicate to fans\nLet me take your hands\nI'm smart with the bars\nGot all the kids like when they take exams\nI'm on a roll like sellotape from strands\nEven when i commentate this nang\nI celebrate everyday on this same\nSaid estate and jam\nI know i had to get away from 'Ham\nBack routes in a black coup\nIn my eyes see three in a black tracksuit\nBut if I'm running a bank\nScam it's black suit's\nBut I'm like Wretch though cos\nMy dress codes never retro\nFresh to death so my ex wants me back but\nShe better get used to me gone\n'Cos i need my space like I'm truthfully Tom\nAnd the way I do too many wrongs\nShe might stumble upon too many phones\nToo many girls\nToo many doms thats what i'm usually on\nOn a regular my wife might\nGo through my cellular\nBut she's so real that I'll\nNever get rid of her\nI can make an angel switch like Angelica\nI don't do trips for two to America\nYou think you're clever huh? I'm\nOn the grind every semester\nI make music that's secular\nAsk any magazine editor\nI be doing this ting like nobody does it\nThem boy there don't exist on the register\nI been the best since 2-5 and it's due time\nNiggas pay respect like when Proof died\nNow it's 2-7, I'm the UK's new weapon\nI couldn't give a shit what you reckon\nDon't doubt me for even a few seconds\nI ain't got time for you\nPeasants with no stage presence\nI make more than an effort that's\nWhy my foot's so sore\nAnd my T-shirt's wet full of sweat\nTo get here I broke laws\n120 on the clock like \"Oh lord!\"\nSticks on the waist incase\nThere's any road wars now I'm late\nBut the show don't start until\nI'm through those doors\nQuick let me take a trip back to '04\nI was like \"Ghetto!\" they was like \"Who?\"\nBut you know what, that don't happen no more\nWhy you wanna see ID when I'm VIP?\nI'll wear what i want\nLike kids that don't care\nBout their parents response\nI'm off the rails I told you\nBefore I'm a menace like Kano\nSo feds smile when i'm locked in a cell\nBut i scream \"Free\" like i\nDone a song with Estelle\nMan are on corners like shops and Patels\nMake everybody sick my doctor as well\nThat's because I'm a popular male\nI'll stick my cock in a girl\nYeah I'm X rated\nLike say i'm at the top of the shelf\nI'll be back with a banger\nLike every other week\nBack in the manor where many of us meet\nIn Plaistow, Greengate, PR lane, Abbey Arms\nBack up to Larch Close\nYou better back up you arsehole\nPack up and go back to Harlow\nI got a shot like Ronaldo (Wow)\nPrecise at long range\nSo don't come around here like\nYour name holds weight\nFrom where you come from it's a long way\nRound here we hustle like Rick Ross\nI'll run up on a prick\nAnd make his chick watch while I strip him\nAnd send him home with his\nClothes back to front\nSomething like Kris Kross!\nI do my ting do yours\nTrue stories i've been in a few wars\nI do more, he came to my house\nKicked in the glass\nNext day i made him pay for a new door!\nHe ain't a bad boy i took\nMan to the cash point\nFucking with me was a bad choice you're 28\nWhy the fuck am i hearing your dads voice?!\nI never knew you was that moist (Pussy)\nSome niggas flip when they\nSniff a split personality\nStick to the scriptcos i'll be in the\nBit's with a stick and a\nBlack jacket, black hat to match it\nYou prats have had it, I'll clap the 'matic\nUnwrap the package, do the mathematics\nI've got crack for the addicts\nComebacks are rapid\nSo quick you could have an asthmatic panick\nNo shit how much of that could you manage?\nYou're hopeless attached to a habit\nYour brain cells will naturally\nVanish unnaturally damaged\nYou know the end has to be tragic\nYou can't adapt to the baggage\nThreaten me but i'll be back with the ratchet\nIf it ain't that i'll attack you with acid\nI'll swing til' I'm knackered\nThen capture the maggot\nNow he's trapped in the attic\nGot more tools then Gary the mechanic\nWith a knife on the waistline\nYou can say bye to this planet!\nThem niggas ain't done no drive-by shootings\nWatch when I buy my new ting\nNothing but nightlife cruising\nIf i see you on the sideline snoozing\nYou'll have your hands in the\nAir like a high five\nLooking back in hindsight fumin'\nYou better get them size nines moving\nOr there'll be a body in the pavement\nFeds can't find nobody for a statement\nBack goes the shotty in the basement\nAin't nuttin' stop me I'm blatant\nWhen it comes to hospitals\nI know nobody don't wanna be a patient\nLaugh no more like comedy's ancient\nNo jokes at all, it's fun when I go to brawl\nIt's done when I fold my tool\nOver all I can hold the fort\nI'll poke 'em all fuck the police\nIt's bait like say I'm on a bus with the heat\nThe last time the pigs put\nCuffs on my sleeves\nI was beat down by a muscular chief\nFace down on the curb, cuts on my cheek\nGot to the station lumps on my knees\nWho battered me? That's police brutality\nGet them back that I'll do happily\nWith a new strategy\nHow can the boys in blue manage me?\nIt's humanity to want a huge salary\nLike two grand a week that's true vanity\nSoon man will see they lose sanity\nGHlewi White on the keys I does this yeah\nStupid! (yeah) freedom of Speechwow\nThat means i say what the fuck i like!\nBlah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blahhhh\nLewi! Let's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.33] Oh Lewi, are you sick?\n[00:05.51] Yeah GH, (back on the darkside Sh-)\n[00:09.34] Yeah, I'm back on the darkside sh-\n[00:11.78] That's right, okay\n[00:17.50] Wow, woo\n[00:21.08] Listen, okay\n[00:31.38] Skoom\n[00:31.38] Different day, same sh-\n[00:32.54] I'm in the same whip getting rid of weight and grams\n[00:34.29] Many hate my plans\n[00:35.24] I swear down if any take a stand\n[00:36.81] I'll tell Ace hold the semi straight and bang\n[00:38.49] I'll seperate your gang, then generate a scam\n[00:40.15] Don't ever shake my hand\n[00:41.32] You're 22 and you ain't ever made a grand\n[00:42.62] I can educate you fam\n[00:43.84] You seem silly? Call me P. Diddy you'll never make the band\n[00:46.08] Don't come around here tryna demonstrate the slang\n[00:47.84] I devastate all featherweights\n[00:49.28] More time I dedicate to fans\n[00:50.44] Let me take your hands, I'm smart with the bars\n[00:52.34] Got all the kids like when they take exams\n[00:54.19] I'm on a roll like sellotape from strands\n[00:56.09] Even when I commentate this nang\n[00:57.25] I celebrate everyday on this same said estate and jam\n[00:59.44] I know I had to get away from 'Ham\n[01:00.91] Back routes in a black coup\n[01:01.93] In my eyes see three in a black tracksuit\n[01:03.46] But if I'm running a bank scam it's black suits\n[01:05.45] But I'm like Wretch though cause my dress codes never retro\n[01:07.65] Fresh to death so my ex wants me back but\n[01:09.70] She better get used to me gone\n[01:10.96] 'Cause I need my space like I'm truthfully Tom\n[01:12.60] And the way I do too many wrongs\n[01:13.90] She might stumble upon too many phones, too many girls\n[01:16.06] Too many doms that's what I'm usually on\n[01:17.78] On a regular my wife might go through my cellular\n[01:19.58] But she's so real that I'll never get rid of her\n[01:21.32] I can make an angel switch like Angelica\n[01:23.12] I don't do trips for two to America\n[01:24.77] You think you're clever huh? I'm on the grind every semester\n[01:27.16] I make music that's secular, ask any magazine editor\n[01:29.44] I be doing this ting like nobody does it\n[01:31.86] Them boy there don't exist on the register\n[01:34.01] I been the best since 25 and it's due time\n[01:36.46] N- pay respect like when proof died\n[01:37.78] Now it's 27, I'm the UK's new weapon\n[01:39.76] I couldn't give a shit what you reckon\n[01:41.15] Don't doubt me for even a few seconds\n[01:42.93] I ain't got time for you peasants with no stage presence\n[01:45.14] I make more than an effort that's why my foot's so sore\n[01:47.40] And my T-shirt's wet full of sweat to get here I broke laws\n[01:50.28] 120 on the clock like \"Oh lord!\"\n[01:51.44] Sticks on the waist incase there's any road wars\n[01:53.39] Now I'm late\n[01:53.73] But the show don't start until I'm through those doors\n[01:55.78] Quick let me take a trip back to '04\n[01:57.41] I was like \"Ghetto! \" they was like \"Who?\"\n[01:59.16] But you know what, that don't happen no more\n[02:01.25] Why you wanna see ID when I'm VIP?\n[02:03.26] I'll wear what I want\n[02:04.02] Like kids that don't care bout their parents response\n[02:06.05] I'm off the rails I told you before I'm a menace like Kano\n[02:09.43] So feds smile when I'm locked in a cell\n[02:10.92] But I scream \"Free\" like I done a song with Estelle\n[02:12.84] Man are on corners like shops and patels\n[02:14.41] Make everybody sick my doctor as well\n[02:16.40] That's because I'm a popular male\n[02:18.01] I'll stick my cock in a girl, yeah I'm x-rated\n[02:20.02] Like say I'm at the top of the shelf\n[02:21.23] I'll be back with a banger like every other week\n[02:23.29] Back in the manor where many of us meet\n[02:24.58] In Plaistow, Greengate, P.R. Lane, Abbey Arms\n[02:27.48] Back up to Larch Close, you better back up you arsehole\n[02:29.55] Pack up and go back to Harlow, I got a shot like Ronaldo\n[02:32.30] (Wow)\n[02:32.44] Precise at long range\n[02:33.44] So don't come around here like your name holds weight\n[02:35.36] From where you come from it's a long way\n[02:37.29] Round here we hustle like Rick Ross\n[02:38.68] I'll run up on a prick and make his chick watch\n[02:40.41] While I strip him\n[02:41.19] And send him home with his clothes back to front\n[02:42.86] Something like Kris Kross!\n[02:44.14] I do my ting do yours, true stories I've been in a few wars\n[02:46.59] I do more, he came to my house, kicked in the glass\n[02:48.89] Next day I made him pay for a new door!\n[02:50.53] He ain't a bad boy, I took man to the cash point\n[02:53.00] F- with me was a bad choice\n[02:54.06] You're 28, why the f- am I hearing your dads voice?\n[02:56.29] I never knew you was that moist (p-)\n[02:58.07] Some n- flip when they sniff a split personality\n[02:59.99] Stick to the script, 'cause I'll be in the bits with a stick and a\n[03:02.74] Black jacket, black hat to match it\n[03:04.20] You prats have had it, I'll clap the 'matic\n[03:05.91] Unwrap the package, do the mathematics\n[03:07.89] I've got crack for the addicts, comebacks are rapid\n[03:10.11] So quick you could have an asthmatic panick\n[03:12.02] No sh- how much of that could you manage?\n[03:13.50] You're hopeless attached to a habit\n[03:14.73] Your brain cells will naturally vanish unnaturally damaged\n[03:16.95] You know the end has to be tragic\n[03:18.40] You can't adapt to the baggage\n[03:19.72] Threaten me but I'll be back with the ratchet\n[03:21.42] If it ain't that I'll attack you with acid\n[03:22.95] I'll swing 'til I'm knackered then capture the maggot\n[03:24.62] Now he's trapped in the attic\n[03:25.86] Got more tools then Gary the mechanic\n[03:27.40] With a knife on the waistline, you can say bye to this planet!\n[03:29.89] Them n- ain't done no drive-by shootings\n[03:31.75] Watch when I buy my new ting\n[03:32.98] Nothing but nightlife cruising\n[03:34.39] If I see you on the sideline snoozing\n[03:36.05] You'll have your hands in the air like a high five\n[03:37.94] Looking back in hindsight fumin'\n[03:39.54] You better get them size nines moving\n[03:41.34] Or there'll be a body in the pavement\n[03:42.84] Feds can't find nobody for a statement\n[03:44.48] Back goes the shotty in the basement\n[03:45.84] Ain't nuttin' stop me I'm blatant\n[03:46.91] When it comes to hospitals\n[03:47.87] I know nobody don't wanna be a patient\n[03:49.62] Laugh no more like comedy's asian\n[03:51.62] No jokes at all, it's fun when I go to brawl\n[03:53.84] It's done when I fold my tool\n[03:55.06] Over all I can hold the fort, I'll poke 'em all\n[03:57.57] F- the police, it's bait like say I'm on a bus with the heat\n[03:59.89] And I rush to\n[04:00.68] The last time the police put cuffs on my sleeves\n[04:02.62] I was beat down by a muscular chief\n[04:04.32] Face down on the curb, cuts on my cheek\n[04:06.08] Got to the station lumps on my knees\n[04:07.58] Who battered me? That's police brutality\n[04:09.30] Get them back that I'll do happily, with a new strategy\n[04:11.50] How can the boys in blue manage me?\n[04:12.96] It's humanity to want a huge salary like two grand a week\n[04:15.33] That's true vanity, soon man will see they lose sanity\n[04:21.16] GH Lewi White on the keys I does this yeah\n[04:23.23] Stupid! (Yeah)\n[04:25.05] Freedom of Speech, wow\n[04:28.45] That means I say what the f- I like!\n[04:31.18] Blah blah blah blah blah blah blahh\n[04:36.67] Lewi! Let's go\n[04:44.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Darkside Freestyle\n  artist: Ghetts\n  album: Freedom of Speech\n  duration_ms: 284000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Oh Lewi, are you sick?\n  start_ms: 3330\n  end_ms: 5510\n- text: Yeah GH, (back on the darkside Sh-)\n  start_ms: 5510\n  end_ms: 9340\n- text: Yeah, I'm back on the darkside sh-\n  start_ms: 9340\n  end_ms: 11780\n- text: That's right, okay\n  start_ms: 11780\n  end_ms: 17500\n- text: Wow, woo\n  start_ms: 17500\n  end_ms: 21080\n- text: Listen, okay\n  start_ms: 21080\n  end_ms: 31380\n- text: Skoom\n  start_ms: 31380\n  end_ms: 31380\n- text: Different day, same sh-\n  start_ms: 31380\n  end_ms: 32540\n- text: I'm in the same whip getting rid of weight and grams\n  start_ms: 32540\n  end_ms: 34290\n- text: Many hate my plans\n  start_ms: 34290\n  end_ms: 35240\n- text: I swear down if any take a stand\n  start_ms: 35240\n  end_ms: 36810\n- text: I'll tell Ace hold the semi straight and bang\n  start_ms: 36810\n  end_ms: 38490\n- text: I'll seperate your gang, then generate a scam\n  start_ms: 38490\n  end_ms: 40150\n- text: Don't ever shake my hand\n  start_ms: 40150\n  end_ms: 41320\n- text: You're 22 and you ain't ever made a grand\n  start_ms: 41320\n  end_ms: 42620\n- text: I can educate you fam\n  start_ms: 42620\n  end_ms: 43840\n- text: You seem silly? 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Lane, Abbey Arms\n  start_ms: 144580\n  end_ms: 147480\n- text: Back up to Larch Close, you better back up you arsehole\n  start_ms: 147480\n  end_ms: 149550\n- text: Pack up and go back to Harlow, I got a shot like Ronaldo\n  start_ms: 149550\n  end_ms: 152300\n- text: (Wow)\n  start_ms: 152300\n  end_ms: 152440\n- text: Precise at long range\n  start_ms: 152440\n  end_ms: 153440\n- text: So don't come around here like your name holds weight\n  start_ms: 153440\n  end_ms: 155360\n- text: From where you come from it's a long way\n  start_ms: 155360\n  end_ms: 157290\n- text: Round here we hustle like Rick Ross\n  start_ms: 157290\n  end_ms: 158680\n- text: I'll run up on a prick and make his chick watch\n  start_ms: 158680\n  end_ms: 160410\n- text: While I strip him\n  start_ms: 160410\n  end_ms: 161190\n- text: And send him home with his clothes back to front\n  start_ms: 161190\n  end_ms: 162860\n- text: Something like Kris Kross!\n  start_ms: 162860\n  end_ms: 164140\n- text: I do my ting do yours, true stories I've been in a few wars\n  start_ms: 164140\n  end_ms: 166590\n- text: I do more, he came to my house, kicked in the glass\n  start_ms: 166590\n  end_ms: 168890\n- text: Next day I made him pay for a new door!\n  start_ms: 168890\n  end_ms: 170530\n- text: He ain't a bad boy, I took man to the cash point\n  start_ms: 170530\n  end_ms: 173000\n- text: F- with me was a bad choice\n  start_ms: 173000\n  end_ms: 174060\n- text: You're 28, why the f- am I hearing your dads voice?\n  start_ms: 174060\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: I never knew you was that moist (p-)\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178070\n- text: Some n- flip when they sniff a split personality\n  start_ms: 178070\n  end_ms: 179990\n- text: Stick to the script, 'cause I'll be in the bits with a stick and a\n  start_ms: 179990\n  end_ms: 182740\n- text: Black jacket, black hat to match it\n  start_ms: 182740\n  end_ms: 184200\n- text: You prats have had it, I'll clap the 'matic\n  start_ms: 184200\n  end_ms: 185910\n- text: Unwrap the package, do the mathematics\n  start_ms: 185910\n  end_ms: 187890\n- text: I've got crack for the addicts, comebacks are rapid\n  start_ms: 187890\n  end_ms: 190110\n- text: So quick you could have an asthmatic panick\n  start_ms: 190110\n  end_ms: 192020\n- text: No sh- how much of that could you manage?\n  start_ms: 192020\n  end_ms: 193500\n- text: You're hopeless attached to a habit\n  start_ms: 193500\n  end_ms: 194730\n- text: Your brain cells will naturally vanish unnaturally damaged\n  start_ms: 194730\n  end_ms: 196950\n- text: You know the end has to be tragic\n  start_ms: 196950\n  end_ms: 198400\n- text: You can't adapt to the baggage\n  start_ms: 198400\n  end_ms: 199720\n- text: Threaten me but I'll be back with the ratchet\n  start_ms: 199720\n  end_ms: 201420\n- text: If it ain't that I'll attack you with acid\n  start_ms: 201420\n  end_ms: 202950\n- text: I'll swing 'til I'm knackered then capture the maggot\n  start_ms: 202950\n  end_ms: 204620\n- text: Now he's trapped in the attic\n  start_ms: 204620\n  end_ms: 205860\n- text: Got more tools then Gary the mechanic\n  start_ms: 205860\n  end_ms: 207400\n- text: With a knife on the waistline, you can say bye to this planet!\n  start_ms: 207400\n  end_ms: 209890\n- text: Them n- ain't done no drive-by shootings\n  start_ms: 209890\n  end_ms: 211750\n- text: Watch when I buy my new ting\n  start_ms: 211750\n  end_ms: 212980\n- text: Nothing but nightlife cruising\n  start_ms: 212980\n  end_ms: 214390\n- text: If I see you on the sideline snoozing\n  start_ms: 214390\n  end_ms: 216050\n- text: You'll have your hands in the air like a high five\n  start_ms: 216050\n  end_ms: 217940\n- text: Looking back in hindsight fumin'\n  start_ms: 217940\n  end_ms: 219540\n- text: You better get them size nines moving\n  start_ms: 219540\n  end_ms: 221340\n- text: Or there'll be a body in the pavement\n  start_ms: 221340\n  end_ms: 222840\n- text: Feds can't find nobody for a statement\n  start_ms: 222840\n  end_ms: 224480\n- text: Back goes the shotty in the basement\n  start_ms: 224480\n  end_ms: 225840\n- text: Ain't nuttin' stop me I'm blatant\n  start_ms: 225840\n  end_ms: 226910\n- text: When it comes to hospitals\n  start_ms: 226910\n  end_ms: 227870\n- text: I know nobody don't wanna be a patient\n  start_ms: 227870\n  end_ms: 229620\n- text: Laugh no more like comedy's asian\n  start_ms: 229620\n  end_ms: 231620\n- text: No jokes at all, it's fun when I go to brawl\n  start_ms: 231620\n  end_ms: 233840\n- text: It's done when I fold my tool\n  start_ms: 233840\n  end_ms: 235060\n- text: Over all I can hold the fort, I'll poke 'em all\n  start_ms: 235060\n  end_ms: 237570\n- text: F- the police, it's bait like say I'm on a bus with the heat\n  start_ms: 237570\n  end_ms: 239890\n- text: And I rush to\n  start_ms: 239890\n  end_ms: 240680\n- text: The last time the police put cuffs on my sleeves\n  start_ms: 240680\n  end_ms: 242620\n- text: I was beat down by a muscular chief\n  start_ms: 242620\n  end_ms: 244320\n- text: Face down on the curb, cuts on my cheek\n  start_ms: 244320\n  end_ms: 246080\n- text: Got to the station lumps on my knees\n  start_ms: 246080\n  end_ms: 247580\n- text: Who battered me? That's police brutality\n  start_ms: 247580\n  end_ms: 249300\n- text: Get them back that I'll do happily, with a new strategy\n  start_ms: 249300\n  end_ms: 251500\n- text: How can the boys in blue manage me?\n  start_ms: 251500\n  end_ms: 252960\n- text: It's humanity to want a huge salary like two grand a week\n  start_ms: 252960\n  end_ms: 255330\n- text: That's true vanity, soon man will see they lose sanity\n  start_ms: 255330\n  end_ms: 261160\n- text: GH Lewi White on the keys I does this yeah\n  start_ms: 261160\n  end_ms: 263230\n- text: Stupid! (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 263230\n  end_ms: 265050\n- text: Freedom of Speech, wow\n  start_ms: 265050\n  end_ms: 268450\n- text: That means I say what the f- I like!\n  start_ms: 268450\n  end_ms: 271180\n- text: Blah blah blah blah blah blah blahh\n  start_ms: 271180\n  end_ms: 276670\n- text: Lewi! Let's go\n  start_ms: 276670\n  end_ms: 284660\nplain: |-\n  Oi Lewi, are you sick?\n  YeahgH (Back on the darkside Shit)\n  Yeah, I'm back on the darkside shit\n  That's right ok (Wowwoo) listenok\n  SKOOM!\n  Different day, same shit\n  I'm in the same whip getting\n  Rid of weight and grams many hate my plans\n  I swear down if any take a stand\n  I'll tell Ace hold the semi straight and bang\n  I'll seperate your gang, then generate a scam\n  Don't ever shake my hand\n  You're 22 and you ain't ever made a grand\n  I can educate you fam\n  You seem silly? Call me P diddy\n  You'll never make the band\n  Don't come around here tryna\n  Demonstrate the slang\n  I devastate all featherweights\n  My time I dedicate to fans\n  Let me take your hands\n  I'm smart with the bars\n  Got all the kids like when they take exams\n  I'm on a roll like sellotape from strands\n  Even when i commentate this nang\n  I celebrate everyday on this same\n  Said estate and jam\n  I know i had to get away from 'Ham\n  Back routes in a black coup\n  In my eyes see three in a black tracksuit\n  But if I'm running a bank\n  Scam it's black suit's\n  But I'm like Wretch though cos\n  My dress codes never retro\n  Fresh to death so my ex wants me back but\n  She better get used to me gone\n  'Cos i need my space like I'm truthfully Tom\n  And the way I do too many wrongs\n  She might stumble upon too many phones\n  Too many girls\n  Too many doms thats what i'm usually on\n  On a regular my wife might\n  Go through my cellular\n  But she's so real that I'll\n  Never get rid of her\n  I can make an angel switch like Angelica\n  I don't do trips for two to America\n  You think you're clever huh? I'm\n  On the grind every semester\n  I make music that's secular\n  Ask any magazine editor\n  I be doing this ting like nobody does it\n  Them boy there don't exist on the register\n  I been the best since 2-5 and it's due time\n  Niggas pay respect like when Proof died\n  Now it's 2-7, I'm the UK's new weapon\n  I couldn't give a shit what you reckon\n  Don't doubt me for even a few seconds\n  I ain't got time for you\n  Peasants with no stage presence\n  I make more than an effort that's\n  Why my foot's so sore\n  And my T-shirt's wet full of sweat\n  To get here I broke laws\n  120 on the clock like \"Oh lord!\"\n  Sticks on the waist incase\n  There's any road wars now I'm late\n  But the show don't start until\n  I'm through those doors\n  Quick let me take a trip back to '04\n  I was like \"Ghetto!\" they was like \"Who?\"\n  But you know what, that don't happen no more\n  Why you wanna see ID when I'm VIP?\n  I'll wear what i want\n  Like kids that don't care\n  Bout their parents response\n  I'm off the rails I told you\n  Before I'm a menace like Kano\n  So feds smile when i'm locked in a cell\n  But i scream \"Free\" like i\n  Done a song with Estelle\n  Man are on corners like shops and Patels\n  Make everybody sick my doctor as well\n  That's because I'm a popular male\n  I'll stick my cock in a girl\n  Yeah I'm X rated\n  Like say i'm at the top of the shelf\n  I'll be back with a banger\n  Like every other week\n  Back in the manor where many of us meet\n  In Plaistow, Greengate, PR lane, Abbey Arms\n  Back up to Larch Close\n  You better back up you arsehole\n  Pack up and go back to Harlow\n  I got a shot like Ronaldo (Wow)\n  Precise at long range\n  So don't come around here like\n  Your name holds weight\n  From where you come from it's a long way\n  Round here we hustle like Rick Ross\n  I'll run up on a prick\n  And make his chick watch while I strip him\n  And send him home with his\n  Clothes back to front\n  Something like Kris Kross!\n  I do my ting do yours\n  True stories i've been in a few wars\n  I do more, he came to my house\n  Kicked in the glass\n  Next day i made him pay for a new door!\n  He ain't a bad boy i took\n  Man to the cash point\n  Fucking with me was a bad choice you're 28\n  Why the fuck am i hearing your dads voice?!\n  I never knew you was that moist (Pussy)\n  Some niggas flip when they\n  Sniff a split personality\n  Stick to the scriptcos i'll be in the\n  Bit's with a stick and a\n  Black jacket, black hat to match it\n  You prats have had it, I'll clap the 'matic\n  Unwrap the package, do the mathematics\n  I've got crack for the addicts\n  Comebacks are rapid\n  So quick you could have an asthmatic panick\n  No shit how much of that could you manage?\n  You're hopeless attached to a habit\n  Your brain cells will naturally\n  Vanish unnaturally damaged\n  You know the end has to be tragic\n  You can't adapt to the baggage\n  Threaten me but i'll be back with the ratchet\n  If it ain't that i'll attack you with acid\n  I'll swing til' I'm knackered\n  Then capture the maggot\n  Now he's trapped in the attic\n  Got more tools then Gary the mechanic\n  With a knife on the waistline\n  You can say bye to this planet!\n  Them niggas ain't done no drive-by shootings\n  Watch when I buy my new ting\n  Nothing but nightlife cruising\n  If i see you on the sideline snoozing\n  You'll have your hands in the\n  Air like a high five\n  Looking back in hindsight fumin'\n  You better get them size nines moving\n  Or there'll be a body in the pavement\n  Feds can't find nobody for a statement\n  Back goes the shotty in the basement\n  Ain't nuttin' stop me I'm blatant\n  When it comes to hospitals\n  I know nobody don't wanna be a patient\n  Laugh no more like comedy's ancient\n  No jokes at all, it's fun when I go to brawl\n  It's done when I fold my tool\n  Over all I can hold the fort\n  I'll poke 'em all fuck the police\n  It's bait like say I'm on a bus with the heat\n  The last time the pigs put\n  Cuffs on my sleeves\n  I was beat down by a muscular chief\n  Face down on the curb, cuts on my cheek\n  Got to the station lumps on my knees\n  Who battered me? That's police brutality\n  Get them back that I'll do happily\n  With a new strategy\n  How can the boys in blue manage me?\n  It's humanity to want a huge salary\n  Like two grand a week that's true vanity\n  Soon man will see they lose sanity\n  GHlewi White on the keys I does this yeah\n  Stupid! (yeah) freedom of Speechwow\n  That means i say what the fuck i like!\n  Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blahhhh\n  Lewi! Let's go\n"}]