One Man Army

How they gonna test me
MCs ain't got flows they like dead sea
Let's be clear I'm friendly don't vex me
It'll be like sparring Jet Li, no referee
I make the crowd frenzy
Yes he thought he could hustle till he met me
They tell me be trendy you'll float on the mainstream if your style's empty
If that's right I'll use lefty
Especially cos I'm heavy like 5 Bentleys
I didn't start out with plenty
I'm deadly cos out of nothing I make twenty
Thirty, fifty, hundred, one seventy
Come through the ceiling F the front entry
What you have I don't envy
I'm in the lab making gold I learnt chemistry
You're no threat the lord sent me
Any enemy gets dealt with not gently
Get me
I'm not on the beef like spaghetti
I'm out here trying to achieve so just 'leff me
Fly like Peter, Tinker and Wendy
I make cash on these streets and it's cleanly
Success looks sexy and I've gotta poke her face so don't bet me
But it don't happen overnight
That's why I kick my brain into overdrive
You haffi check your lane for an oversight
Because there's too many teefs like an overbite
You know I'm right, right
Still I'm in it cos I'm rooted
All they wanna know who I move with
Foolish youts doing music looking for the glamourous
I move units like a mother loving abacus
Understand, I make a banger like a hammer does
Bad 'em up even if I stammer
Got the stamina for any challenge embarrass an amateur
Vanish when I chatter like Abaracadabra
Let's be 'aving ya, driven not a passenger
In it till they listen in Britain, Finland and Canada
Africa, China, Thailand and Panama
I'm a battler
I hold the mic like Excalibur
Spit till my voice goes hoarse then I saddle up
Gallop as I barrel through your barrier
I got music in my genes I'm a carrier
Throw me in the deep end man I'm a paddler
I'm action no drama
A cat with no armour
They say it's madness I say it's Sparta
Get your guard up
Before I wipe off your head like a lager
I grow my peas like a farmer
Hunger for the best yes that's why I'm marger
Rather bring the good vibes like a charger
They want me on the dark side, I ain't your father
Scarper, gimme space
So I can come blasting in an Arwing laughing
Doing barrel rolls cos they asking
Last thing you're regarding is my black ass when it's passing
Not a half ting, deading a bargain
Bite worse than my bark so I'll never be starving
Learnt to be sharp so I sever and carve them
I work in the dark till a bredder be starring
So you better be barring cos I know where I'm going and I don't need Garmin
Left turn, right turn, no that's jarring
I'm a one man army, the squad and sergeant