With Intent

[Intro]
S-s-samurai sword in my palm (P-p-p-p-pyrex living)
G-g-grievous bodily harm (P-p-p-p-pyrex living)
War dem ah get if a war dem want (Pyrex living)
Beef intense could never be calm

[Verse 1]
He told me he knows how to whip
Now he’s in the kitchen looking all shakey
Bro just phoned for a Z
And asked for the price on the Katie
I told him it all depends
If it’s washed do you want it flakey?
He asked if it's ten out of ten
Are you dumb? You dickhead rate me
I’m the youngest nigga that’s doing it
Tell bro don’t put the whole thing under the tap
Cah you might just ruin it
Side by side with 2 in it
I got a bitch in the car when I’m moving it
I jumped out the car when I slapped it
They found a whip but not one clue in it
I’ll show these guys how to drill (drill, drill, drill, drill)
Real eyes, realise and recognise real
The weapon I'm gripping that's stainless
You don’t wanna feel this steel
I left man slumped on the pavement
Ching, stab him for the kill
I was in the flats, chopping up crack
I don’t give a Jack, I done it with Jill
Gillette blades
I did it bait
Jump out the whip on the mains
Shank in my hand tryna ching his face
I got nicked for a GBH
But I had my mask on my face
So I bussed that silly case

[Hook]
Samurai sword in my palm
Grievous bodily harm
With intent when I swing mans arm
Beef intense could never be calm
War dem ah get if a war dem want
They wanna be us but they can’t
Wet, wet, wet man down for the crew
JSav and Hunch, that’s Phil and Grant

[Verse 2]
Plug just come to the re
Now I’m in the bando crushing up yola
Kitchens baking hot
Watch it fizzle and drop with baking soda
Fill the Pyrex up with water
Let it run cah it needs to get colder
I got ten out of ten on the Lisa
Finna get food back on the Mona
I ain’t even put the fork in the 'rex
And it started locking already
I just gave Annas a tester
And I got all stars like Kenny
In the jail house doing up Bernadette
But the loud come dank like Penny
Spin all 6 but I got 5
Now there’s a space in the T like jelly
Way too loose, know we recording the truths
Jump out gang on the news
Ting get sweet, now they wanna water it down
Coming like dilute juice
Coming like squash, squash what?
Point blank when - got shot
ISIS days, I had it in lock
I rap what I live, don’t call man hot
Dem boy there rap and lie
Oi stop that shit
My b is the best
That’s chocolate chip
Put the fork in the 'rex
And don’t stop till I rock that shit
I don’t ask man questions
Just know that I shot that prick

[Hook x2]
Samurai sword in my palm
Grievous bodily harm
With intent when I swing mans arm
Beef intense could never be calm
War dem ah get if a war dem want
They wanna be us but they can’t
Wet, wet, wet man down for the crew
JSav and Hunch, that’s Phil and Grant