Teddy

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I'm not into kidnapping; rather done man on-spot
I don't move hot, so I'm unlikely to get clopped
I've done a lot in my time; that's why my end's locked
Before, man could walk through. That's stopped
If in my ends, you do bop and you ain't got a thumbs-up
Blood will pour from your top
Me and Bris got ends locked
So if we're pissed off, your mum will need five bags
For an after-party and burial of corpse
Burial of coffin, cause her son tried to rob
Tried to bop; fences, he had to hop
Got caught; [?]
[?] cause he got chopped
Got clopped and was left there to rot
Yes, he tried to trot; collapsed
Time of death: 10 o'clock

[Hook]
T, when I enter the building, everybody calls me T
Cause everybody wants to hear me say 'T'
Put on a Darkside beat and watch me say 'T'
And it's T

[Verse 2]
I'm not polite; this is not a fairy tale
I'll turn up outside your aunt's and leave your body turning super stale
I'm the angriest; there's no space for you
There's no space for two. And it's T
I've got a heart like steel. If this was the 1850s
Them wouldn't [?] me; they would kneel
Cause I am the general. This is not just lyrical
I'll record your death and put it on my next single

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Stay home at night or you'll never see daylight
I will come to your house and damage your eyesight
And leave your mum showing a white flag cause I left body-parts in a Tesco's bag
Your mum I did nag cause I told her to tell you
That you're not bad; you could have enjoyed the life you had
But this guy's inhaling what we call the badman fag
And the badman fag will leave you seeing the badman dag'
And the badman dag' left you next to blood you once had
If you walk by, don't look; don't stare
Don't glare cause I'll leave your soul somewhere in mid-air
It's that simple. No, I'm not fair
I don't care. I'll dead you with no flare
I'll dead you with no flare; I won't give you time to prepare
Or be scared. I'll leave no clues
I'll shave hair to identify you, then your dental care
I'm your worst nightmare. And it's T
War and me are like Bonnie and Clyde
If it's the slip-and-slide, your main features you'd have to hide
And if you did hide, I'll turn up at your bits
Yeah, the main bit just like a dick
Walk by and try and draws a chick: instant reaction
You'll try and get rude, get brave
And then meddle and misbehave
Then I will earn a medal and misbehave
And draw from my shower ting and engrave

[Outro]