Topboy - Infadels

Try to get to my flat and I see him talking

Triple up my pace

Got me speed walking

Nothing gets under my feet like his evil eye

Gotta get past them all

On the inside

I fall and I leap and I’m freakin' out

Nowhere near my place, and I know that they’ve see me now

My lace got caught and it brought me down

Now he’s right above me and shouting out…

Your now talking to the topboy of

Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

Your now talking to the topboy of

Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

You stepped on my turf and I see you walking

Rumours all around, you’ve been breathe talking

Nothing gets on my feet like your wasted kind

So don’t be spitting rhymes on my time

Standing on your hand

Now your screaming out

So say it to my face if you’ve got something to shout about

Call for your boys

But they ain’t here now

Dizzy in your eyes

As I hang you out to dry

Your now talking to the topboy of

Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

Your now talking to the topboy of

Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

Topboy!

You think your something don’t ya!

Well, these are all my runnings

And soon your days are gonna end!

Topboy!

I’ve been here for a year

I know no-one can take me

So soon your days are gonna end

Boy, your going down

Your going down

Your going down

Tried to get to my flat and I see him talking

Quickened up my pace

I was speed walking

I never made it there to my blue front door

And now I’m lying here and there’s claret on the floor

Your now talking to the topboy of

Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

Your now talking to the topboy of

Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

Topboy!

You think your something better

Well, these are all my runnings

And soon your days are gonna end

Topboy!

I think your falling here

I don’t know what I can say

And soon your days are gonna end