16 Bar Rally - Morfius, Wiley, Riko Dan

Why’d you think that you’re hyper?

My flow’s hench like Hyper

Eskiboy, R6 bike rider

I’m on the roads, I’m the east-side rider

In the dance, your girl, I’m behind her

And I’ll give you a grand if you find her

It’s all good brother, she ain’t a minor

I won’t get hurt, I’m a ten-timer

I’m the prince of one-liners

And I push my body in vaginas

E3 kids, we’re the finders

Original tree climbers

Young fighters, autograph signers

You can say I’m one of the hardest grinders

I run rings around old timers

I ain’t sleeping, can’t you see I’m peaking?

Wiley’s one of the greatest rhymers

See I’m not on a joke ting

Nowadays it’s a cut your throat ting

Think I’m joking?

Run your boat here

Everybody in the ocean floating

Rage on a long ting?

Keep on dreaming

Other MC’s try provide the style like I

But they know they’re losing

Chat shit, then you’re gonna hold a bruising

Body keep moving

Stop that screaming

Thugged-out, no place for a weakling

My crew just keep on beefing

Dun know, big mans we’re eating

Send your wife to my house in a G-string

Pree this that we weren’t just sleeping

As you grind all night, she was riding

Did you know that your girl was shining bright like a diamond?

He’s not the guy, I’ll show you why

I’ll jack man and push keys like Lewi White

.33 in the fist believe me I wouldn’t lie

I’m gonna merk this quick as a beat I kinda like

Level is the east postcode that man a ride

Leytonstone but I rep for certain, Leyton guys cuz

If you knew half wagwan you wouldn’t hide

'Cause you know I wouldn’t take your line

Can’t you see this?

East is where the greaze is

Ducking police and bucking heaters

I got teams that’ll run up on your dealers

For boxes and headlocks and three or four eediats

Not a big cheese prick, you don’t see shit

I tug lines and block half a beefing

With some full tints so you don’t see in

Back in the game and I’m raising

Yeah

All that badman talk, that’s air man

What you really think that’s gonna scare man?

Every morning I say a prayer man

So if you wanna shoot me, I’m here man

I don’t care man

I just go to the rave with bare man

I done the tune of the year man

Even though you don’t wanna hear man

Don’t ever try chat shit when I’m 'ere man

I’m tryna make it clear like glass

Don’t come around here and play the arse

Cock back the ting and blast

And your whole body will be covered in casts

Can’t eat no food, you have to fast

Now your rudeboy career’s in the past

Some fake badboy what’s wearing a mask

You failed the badboy task

Yeah, what

You flip which bit?

Which box?

Which half?

You think you shot, stop making me laugh

I ain’t wearing a badboy mask

Try it with me you will see who’s the badboy last

You’re a popstar

Don’t sit around like a rockstar

Fronting like you let the shotty blast

On stage with a hundred bodyguards

I move solo, holding something that will slip through body parts

Don’t push me, we ain’t cushty, I’m like shh please

Fronting like you live the road life

You ain’t stabbed, clapped or freed up in your whole life

If I heard you was shotting no mash I’d just run up on man with the cold pipe

You got a badboy mask but it’s so tight

Act rough 'cause you got a little road hype

Nuff man a rate me, but nuff wanna hate me

True their girlfriends wanna date me

Truly they hate me

When you see me just say it to me

Don’t see me and say «safe» to me

But you’re afraid of me

'Cause what you say to your girlfriend

When you see me you don’t say it to me

She wants to lay me

So I will find out what you said 'cause I’ll hear it through the grape tree

I heard something lately, I heard man wanna blaze me

I heard man really wanna grave me, but it’s all gravy

'Cause nothing don’t phase me, I roll with the baby daily

It’s right where my waist be, and it stays off safety

And I only aim where your face be

So don’t get feisty

'Cause you’ll D-I-E, no ifs, no buts, no maybe