Blood Sport

[Intro]
Yo
And it's Merky ACE
Dun know
Hold tight J Beatz, yeah?
Hold tight my Family Tree
Know what it is
Listen

[Chorus]
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here

[Verse 1]
Who's Merky? Nobody's asking
They don't want me around their block
With the big ting, see anyone in their crew or family
Draw the .45, wheel that, start blasting
Think twice about beef that you're starting
You don't want it to get sticky like masking tape
I'll blow off half of your face
Shouldn't have lied about barking eights
Shouldn't have lied about barking nines
Got no stick? Then your life's on the line
No defense? All gonna be tense
When me and my squad raise up London crime
And don't think that I mean parking fines
I will leave you skied, facing the clouds
Or send you down to hell with no spine

[Chorus]
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here

[Verse 2]
It's nothing, run up in your yard for the blueberry
Dare anyone try show me a muffin
I'll buck him and cut him, it's deeper than snuffing
Don't think that I'm bluffing
Slugs from the four or shells from the twelve will touch him
Get put to bed, tucked in
No homo, he'll be sucked in
Everyone's clutching, but we're not driving though
Big boy something that will blow up your dome
Big boy something that will leave man cold
I'm known in the roads, big, bad and bold
Got rep in my code, you only got rep on the forum
If a man wanna try and dead me on the road, I'll floor 'em
Look them in the eyes and bore 'em
Badded up so it's like nobody saw 'em

[Chorus]
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here

[Verse 3]
Tried put my name in one of his lyrics
I ain't got time for the gimmicks
I ain't really on this singing with lyrics
Rudeboy, I'll get dark like Riddick
Run up, pop eyes, but you won't see spinach
Keep saying that ACE is some fool
Keep saying that ACE has no tool
Keep saying that I ain't got arsenal
I don't care if you man are united
You will get sent down like Newcastle
Left with more than a broke metatarsal
If I draw my ting out 'ere
Trust me, I'll turn it into dancehall
Head shot have a man doing dutty wine
With his bredrin standing around, all startled

[Chorus]
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here

[Chorus]
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here

[Chorus]
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here

[Chorus]
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here
It's a blood sport
It ain't all smiles round here
If you come round here on a badboy ting
Then you just might end up dead round here