text: Yeah, give them some fire
  If I go to light my fire
  You dont wanna get caught in the crossfire
  Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire
  Yeah, give them some fire
  If I go to light my fire
  You dont wanna get caught in the crossfire
  Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire
  Cant school me about reloads
  You cant school me about stage-shows
  You cant school me about 140
  Nah, cant school me about radio
  Do what I want when I say so
  Say what I want to your face, bro
  Man cant copy and paste my ting
  We aint got the same flow
  Yeah, General aint inna no dilly-dally
  Man are from Essex, thats word to Cally
  I know white bruddas from the ends like Barry
  Skinheads on a kidnap ting, masked up with the bally
  Thatll drag a man out to the alley
  Jook man and dash man out in the valley
  Whole team red like say Im in Manny
  Ill leave with your gyal and thats word to Sally
  These man have been bad from when?
  Know Ive been cold with the bars from time
  Ive never seen them, not round here
  Dont know what theyre lying for, no, it aint that
  Anybody sitting on the riddim gets spun
  Know that Im levels above, they aint close
  Nuh badda mention a boy with me
  Wickedest style that Ive had from day
  Eediats, Im speaking facts
  Dont wanna hear talk bout squeezing mash
  Animal, man dont eat in tracks
  Putting in the work, dont need no stacks
  Turn man to a veg, big ting clash
  When the ting go boom, dont mean scratch
  Bare man are just gassed and dont wanna graft
  I aint no draw-out, fuck all of that
  When we come in, tune affi beat
  Gyal affi beat, shots affi beat
  Man make so much money on the street
  Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat
  When we come in, tune beat
  Gyal beat, shots beat
  Man make so much money on the street
  Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat, rah
  Yeah, dark side came from Jedi
  Two and a q and a half, cant red eye
  Now Im 
  I am the HD SCART antennae
  Open a shopping cart, get ten items
  Everyone dead, cant send I
  West got vision and them lot 
  One man army, come like 
  Whenever Im speaking
  I beg man be quiet
  Youre talking but no ones hearing
  I beg man be quiet
  Youre speaking without no meaning
  I beg man be quiet
  Sitting on your high horse preaching
  I beg man be quiet, eediat
  HeavyTrackerz on the riddim and Gen, its a given
  Every time I skip on the riddim, Im gonna kill em
  Tryna see what Ive written, but every lyric I spit, I spin em
  He said hes better than me but he isnt
  Ill freestyle this, I aint gotta write this
  When you recite its as frightening as ISIS
  Bloodshot eye was a pain in my eyes
  As clear as daylight whenever I wear a mic,