Spitfire PT.3

[Verse 1]
I could go round the world in 80 days
And murk 80 MC's in 80 ways
To write sick bars it used to take me days
But now look at me, fam, I can spray for days
Don't try talking to me about struggle
When your living with your mum and you ain't paid your way
I didn't even smoke weed to much no more
Swear down, I used to bun an eight a day
These days I don't blaze too much
Real talk, I don't wanna smoke grade too much
Lately it's been fucking with my brain too much
I'd be bunning up on a haze too much
I can feel that rage too much
'Cause I feel like I'm trapped in a cage too much
Bare man wanna watch face too much
These days, that's why I don't rave too much
At the same time some man beg too much
Bare man wanna say "safe" too much
Alright, cool, if you're cool then you're cool
But don't try and get up in my face too much
I hate that shit, I can't take too much
You're violating my personal space too much
A lot a man are tryna hate too much
And a lot of man are moving like a snake too much
Bare friends turn fake too much
And a lot of people wanna back-stab too much
Comes to money, they wanna take too much
'Cause when it comes to money, you can never have too much
And that's real talk
So when they can move, everyone's tryna grab too much
And some man are tryna brag too much
That's why they getting jacked and slapped too much
I'm smart but I won't lie, back when I was in school I used to wag too much
Ask my mom, she was always getting called into my school for meetings with the staff too much
One guy said are you his m—
Looked like a fool and disrupted his class too much
I was actin' like a twat too much
I never did like maths too much
I'm smart but I won't lie, back when I was in school I used to wag
I used to roll into school in my black jeans carrying my weed in my JD bag
I used to sign in in the morning and jump over the gate, it was that bad
I got excluded, my mum had to ring them up and she was begging 'em to take me back
Yeah, I'm smart but I won't lie, back when I was in school I used to wag it
I used to sign in in the morning and go back to my mum's to smoke weed in the attic
Smoking a grade, never getting any grades
Just writing bars, became a habit
You can ask anybody that went to school with me about my flow, they will tell you I've always had it
That's right, I've always had it, I've been sick at this shit from day
I grew up this way and I did not plan it
I made improvements along the way
These days it's like I'm from a different planet
I'm always on another level when I spray
I used to spit like everybody else
These days I'm spitting in a different way
Hey, I'm spitting in a different way
I'm spitting in a way that's much more than unique
Everybody spits about heat
Everybody spits about beef and everybody spits about war
Everybody's saying that they're raw
They're telling you to suck your mum through a straw
I've been there, done that, I've clashed before
Now I've grown up, I'm doing a lot more
I've been on this since 2004 and I've been in quite a few clashes, still
I ain't even got a lighter, lost a few
You must be mad if you think I would've lost to you
These days I don't even wanna clash, man
You're a minor to me, I'm a boss to you
Your wife is a bash and dash, fam
Secretly she movin' like a prostitute
Bare man have been puttin' their dicks in her
So how do you feel when you're lipsing her?
She's a dirty stinkin' slag and I wouldn't be surprised if I could fit me fist in her
She goes for a night out, puts it on Facebook
And there's bare man up in a pic with her
But you're still with her
And you're saying "at the end of the day, I've been through a lot of shit with her"
She's a dirty stinkin' slag
Her pum looks like a döner kebab
Don't try telling man that she's not a slag
When she's getting passed round like twos on a fag
She's a dirty stinkin' slag
Her pum looks like a döner kebab
Don't try telling man that she's not a slag
When she's getting passed round like twos on a fag
When you're sitting at home and you're ringing her
Next mans are doing a ting with her
She never lets you see her BBM
'Cause she's got about 20 man pinging her
When you're sitting at home and you're phoning her
Next man am be boning her
She got a next man livin' in the yard
That's why she never let you walk home with her
You need to keep control of her
You can't be letting your girl move like that
You must be a well aware that she moves like that
Why the fuck are you letting her move loose like that?
Why the fuck are you letting her take the piss like that?
Why the fuck are you letting her suck dick like that?
Why the fuck is she fucking next man and you're still licking on her clit like that?
That's dirty, that's peak, don
She's nothing more than a beat, don
Her kebab pum you eat from, that's dirty, that's peak, don
That's peak, don, she's nothing more than a beat, don
Her kebab pum you eat from, that's dirty, that's peak, don
Bang!