Madness - Skepta, Dubz, Paper Pablo

It’s like draw for the strally fam, blow off like half his legs

Sizzle’s got the big ting, that’ll blow off like half his head

Joody’s at the traphouse, down to a half a Z

Still around straps like the ones that left Arthur dead

Your life’s suspect, you’re still making marga bread

Raised on the streets who give a fuck what father said

You want a wifey, cuzzy I’m just after head

Got the iceberg carti, with the camouflage khaki thread

Back to the old Buck, the bully always after them

Shank or the strally bruv, tell me what you’d rather then

Make niggas strip like my spare mink dancer friend

Mingling with G’s like Big Mook’s Gucci cardigan

You got big guns, guarantee we got larger leng

Smothered in droppage, must say I’m looking Prada peng

Who let the dogs out like the rassclart Baha Men

And I don’t mean with water when I say I’m rinsing after them

Kyzer Soze you’ve never seen a star so cocky

I’m the nicest, all my niggas are ard body

We’re the real deal, you niggas are carb' copies

We got a style and a swagger that you can’t copy

Nice with raps and this is like my last hobby

Nice with slaps if you’re looking at me half dodgy

I’m fully on it, you niggas do it half properly

Out early in the trap patty and a large coffee

This is Kyzer Soze, I’ve got a line for both

You can’t see me, I practice moving lines with Ghost

You say you underground but you lie the most

You ain’t on the move, your life’s looking like a pose

I don’t like you, I don’t even like your flow

Fuck it though, you ain’t nothin' next to mighty Soze

And it ain’t likely, you’ll ever get slightly close

They say I’m heavy when I hit 'em with my lightest dose

My swag’s impeccable boy

Plus this Mac’s got a decimal point

If I clap then it’s exit wounds

I’m kinda sad at you vegetables

Now you niggas know exactly what the metal do

No table manners, might put my hand in your peppered stew

In other words I get the food, accept it dude

I’m reckless, renegade

Reach for my necklace, it’s like electric 'boom'

I mean what I say in my bars

You’re a goon?

You should stay in your yards

And make tunes tryna claim that you’re 'ard

Why, 'cause you drive Land Rover?

Well I’ll take your life like a white man, soldier