Mad About Bars

[Intro: Kenny Allstar]
Oi, PK
"Kenny don't know about grime", they said
"MAB don't cater for grime", they said
Season three, we're taking up the levels just a little bit higher
And here's who's gonna open the curtain
My G, from YGG
PK is the name
And here's how we're gonna change the game

[Verse]
‘Sho
MCs wanna get in a contest with me
But man are deadly like Wolverine
Come against me and you’ll surely bleed
Spray my bars, go wild like Beast
Them man are copy cats like Mystique
Shapeshifters wanna imitate me
But you ain’t got the fire in your heart like Jean
Strapped for the war like dungarees
Kill a MC, now he can’t speak
Can’t regenerate like X-23, it’s peak
Aim for your wig like Carl
What do we call that? Wig family
Dress like Daredevil, ready for combat
Trick or treat but it’s not Halloween
Pray to the Lord every time I sleep
So the Archangel keeps protecting me
I put my phone on aeroplane mode to save the battery
When I’m on the streets, please don’t bother me
Screw face on, you know it’s that time
Any violation, it will get peak to the point where you don’t want war
On your front door manna roll deep
Like Wiley, you get the tiger knee
Stars in his eyes, he couldn’t believe what he’s seen
Halloween mask, not a trick or treat
Just donnys on job that are fully on beef
Them man are feeble, them man are weak
They need to start taking their vitamin Cs like me
From early, mumma told me
Have it from no one, I’m not a chief
I am the paigon king and you know where I live
On the front line, come and buck me
Boy, you can’t chief me up
Not on the hairs of my billy goat gruff
IC3, I’m a little bit rough
Camden don from the north west slums
Camden’s known for the dodgiest stuff
Where the mandem move like the wickedest goths
Come to the blocks and you’ll see wagwan
Slice and dice right into your guts, yuck
Now you got a holey top
Now you gotta go and pray to the gods
Tense get tense like sweaty fam
Alibi if they ask, I was at my mum's
I gotta leave this road ting alone
'Cause I don’t wanna end up stuck in the slums
I just wanna make bare Ps and funds
Celebrate with the lads and have some fun
King Yosho, wanna have some fun
And I want a peng ting with a big bum
Big round bum with junk in her trunk
When I beat that ting, I’m strong like a ox
Like king Yosho, I wanna have some fun
And I want a peng ting with a big bum
Big round bum with junk in her trunk
When I beat that ting, I’m strong like an ox
Like Camden back roads where you don’t go
Cah the mandem are anti, very loco
Got a hot head, out for the bread and dough
Snatch your necklace, take that gold
Won't let that go
Inna C A M we keep it ‘sho
Tings go bad like a slippery slope
Don’t get me cross like tic tac toe
Man can’t roll on me, you’ll get smoked
Turn man's head into beans and toast
Scramble your head, man ah fry that yolk
You should know my flow is cold
So cold, manna call this flow Moscow
So man better wear their warmest clothes
Cah man just know when I enter the show I get a reload
Man can’t come against king Yosho
Little PK and I’m out on the road
I’m just tryna find my way back home
On my way home from a great show
Leng down shows I’m a P R O
Man wanna war like GI Joe
Okay, let me merk man with a yosho
Tell your boy don’t get involved
Cah that’s not wise or sensible
Yeah, that’ll be a problem that you can’t solve
I will dress man up like Kurt Angle
And you can’t stand up 'cause your ankle's broke
I’m a dangerous bloke, better mind how you talk
Keep the back chat to a minimal
'Cause I send MCs to the holy grail
Tings get hot like hell in a cell
'Cause I can’t like an MC take my belt
Well, curling every day
Call me Curlos
Don’t wanna text me back?
Nevermind, oh well, that’s her loss
That girl, she thinks she’s buff
So I told her bredrin come
'Cause I want to have some fun
Get the frenchies off, put it in her butt
‘Sho