Trapped

Yeah, aight

Ay that is loud in my headphones boy

Aight, huh? (Turn it down then)

Yeah, hehe

Yeah, yeah!

What'd you say? (How comes you sound like that?)

'Cause I'm really on somethin' (What?)

I'll ring back in two minutes

Yeah

I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals

House on the hills, some brand new wheels

Definite three square meals

No gimmicks, no thrills

Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map

Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped

But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals

House on the hills, some brand new wheels

Definite three square meals

No gimmicks, no thrills

Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map

Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped

We gettin' paid 30 pound directs

I'm 18, six figures to flex, you should be vexed

MCing I'll slew you

If you insist on being one, I'll recruit you

Takin' me, fight my boy, been crook, and you know it

Well on my way to a million

You're still on your way to the Palace Pavilion

Tryna get a kick up my leg, I'll boot you

I never shot crack, never had to

But I'll shoot you if I have to, please

You will have to breeze

Look, he's raw, punched, still beggin' a response at raves

But I smash with ease

Hot sweater, suave teller on the mic

So gassed, I put dry sangala on the mic, alright

Keep playing your game, I'll do the same

But I bet I'll make much more cheese (ching)

You're far from G's

Still you dicks are not teased

I started the race ages ago

When I ran the track, came back, you're still on your knees

Wait, hold up, freeze

You're at a closed door, and I'm on the keys

So I'll let you carry on knockin'

No stoppin', I'll carry on, making Ps

On why yutes sit up on the riddim

I'll break dance on the vinyl

Bust mad rough talk on the mic, rude walk on the mic

Still beef with 16 lives on the mic

With a MC, hundred times on the mic

From the first to the final

When I'm at school stressed

I'm one of the best with letter unknown denial

I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals

House on the hills, some brand new wheels

Definite three square meals

No gimmicks, no thrills

Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map

Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped

But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals

House on the hills, some brand new wheels

Definite three square meals

No gimmicks, no thrills

Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map

Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped

Rude boy, we ain't the same

I back the beef, you just chat the beef

You act cheater chief

We had one mate similar

You're like a whack TV, I'm cinema

Surround sound, I could just about hear ya

Yappin' away, just rappin' the same

You don't want no qualms, can't be soft

You don't want no arms, I'm tellin' ya

Like you don't already know

Like you weren't aware from day

But go ahead, play

Your little hype show for the moment

You ain't even no worthy opponent, say

Acting, fooling the people

Then they'll realise you're not evil

I wake up to the blatant fact

That you're not only phony, you're also feeble

You can give 'em your broken silence, or it gets violence

Bait, or legal

And I think that's a brilliant plan, he a serious man

Can't wait for the sequel

Congratulations are due

Jolly good, well done to your crew

Hopefully, one day, when I win a MOBO

I'll grow up to be just like you

You get me? These fakes, I can't stand these fakes, man

These bruddas ain't rich

You ain't big, you get me

It's all facade, it's all facade, man

Dickheads

I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals

House on the hills, some brand new wheels

Definite three square meals

No gimmicks, no thrills

Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map

Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped

But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals

House on the hills, some brand new wheels

Definite three square meals

No gimmicks, no thrills

Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map

Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped

Just keep up with your payments, pussyoles

I'm about, I swear