High, high So high that the airplanes are empty Yes, you know it's dangerous, this high So high that the highs and lows are always highs and never lows You know no lies So high that the atmosphere is different here It's pretty clear to see love's here Oh, love, no fear, oh, love, oh, love Take me higher, take me higher Take me high, high, higher Take me higher, take me higher Take me high, high, higher So high that the astronauts look after us Yeah, heaven touches us this high So high we're above the sun The pain is gone, the pain is gone, yeah, no, no cry So high that the galaxies are at our feet It's pretty clear to see love's here Oh, love, no fear, oh, love, oh, love Take me higher, take me higher Take me high, high, higher Take me higher, take me higher Take me high, high, higher Man of us, man of party They don't know but God, they just cop a shorty They don't have your back they crying proper something? Weighing up the stacks, she got the pot of coffee Finish off the track he wants the proper copy I ain't even gas a man up proper cocky I'm just in that zone, you keep on knockin', knockin' When I'm in the zone, I need that proper lockin' Got me on the flow with proper washing Got me on my poetry with extra toppins When I rip that flow-etry, yes the When I say that get some goffin' Yeah, fuck a gamble Got the guns out and the candles Fuck a bander for the damsel On my beach in my sandals I went to the centre, children This is my first kingdom, fear is not allowed (Yeah, fear is not allowed) She said, "Take your jewelry out, my child, it weighs you down" (It's weighing you, weighing you down) Who you think you're saving stuck here on the ground? (Nobody, nobody) Watch how you gon' fly if you do trust me My love, it can be your empty gravity (I can be your empty gravity) Find your freedom in my perfect harmony Watch how you gon' fly when you believe in me Take me higher, take me higher Take me high, high, higher Take me higher, take me higher Take me high, high, higher Oh, love, no fear, oh, love, oh, love Oh, love, no fear, oh, love, oh, love Oh, love, no fear, oh, love, oh, love Oh, love, no fear, oh, love, oh, love

3 wheel-ups in a row That means I'm a direct rudeboy Grew two yats on my own That means I'm a direct rudeboy Man can't call up my phone Then gwan like a direct rudeboy One side bag and a stoney That don't make you a direct rudeboy Some MCs come with the wickedest talk But really, dem man chat crap Acting like a donny but they don't know 'bout tracks When real niggas step on the riddim and chat facts I don't put myself in places If I weren't there then I weren't, let's face it If you weren't there then you weren't, that's basic I kill 'em with the realest shit and they hate it I'm a diffuser, can't act tougher than you are round me I've got youts dem tougher than you are round me I nearly died for the game, that's right But some spitters ain't nuttin' around me I was getting 'em hype while you was touching your lighter I was killing the mic there on the motherfucking beat None of you are bad round me, it's not only about me though Let me give a shoutout to my scene [?], that's a rider for real MCs Me and Wiley in a clash, that's a real MC Hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG I said hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG Mad, reload ting Pop, pop, pop, that's a reload ting And when I say "it's Kano in the house" Everybody knows that's a reload ting If you've been shotting in the manor from way back when And you ain't on a kilo ting I don't wanna hear about [?] food and tings Man don't do those tings On-sight, thought he was onside, init Saw them guys, no shots fired, init If you ain't real then don't ride, init That postcode, that's offside, init Badman from which part? Dem man do witchcraft Dem man are [?], us man are kosher I've been that nigga since [?] loafers When kids dem didn't give a fuck about olders Man don't care 'bout fathers Man just care 'bout figures Man don't care 'bout yards Man just care 'bout Bimmers Man don't care who's hard Man just care if it's blinging Man don't care 'bout masks Man'll do it bare-face, init We don't do none of that bare-face fibbing The realest shit on your airwaves, init 3 wheel-ups in a row That means I'm a direct rudeboy Grew two yats on my own That means I'm a direct rudeboy Man can't call up my phone Then gwan like a direct rudeboy One side bag and a stoney That don't make you a direct rudeboy Can't tell me nuttin' Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter Link dusty red cups out the cupboard In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs And the same madman fly out for the summer Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin' Boiling point, I keep it 100 Yeah, G goes in Mad three-pointer, free throw ting Bitches looking at me on a keyhole ting I'm a gasser and a gentlemen, G hosting I'm a skinny nigga [?] so slim [?] when the D goes in Man are getting money, type the keycodes in Please can I have my money? What's the keycode pin? Fuck that, [?], we backed 'em up Now it's game-giving if it's facts, I aks them up I'm man of the match, I matched it up And I'm with the bats, I patched it up Sitting in the trap with hash to cut Sitting in the [?] with crack to cut I'm silly with the MAC, man mashed 'em up I hit him with the [?], then backed the truck Gully, I'm so slim K, Hollow, [?] Can't look inside a nigga's whip, the windows tint Better take the weight, better link those drinks [?] better leave those simps [?] with the clip, I'm gonna teach those chimps Man a put it on [?] see those wimps I'm finished with the little nigga, he's so rinsed [?], I'm king And he's no prince I let it bap, bap, bap, ping ping And then leave no prints I said that, that, that, that's me And yes, he's so skint I'm in the matte black 350 With [?] beef go mince If you don't look after your own yout, boy You're not a direct rudeboy If you're in DSTRKT popping that Goose, boy You're not a direct rudeboy Bow Street, just bought brand new goods One you man can't get, a new toy That's why a man's [?] just preed him Sent me a direct, rudeboy 16 bars in effect Take this pen to your neck And just [?] man with it Cash rules everything around me That's word to a Method Man lyric Yeah, I roll deep in the East But I still might Mega Man with it Yeah, I said it, yeah, yeah, I said it Cheques, we get it, cash and collec' it That likkle pellet, that nah gon' mek it Rest his head in that man's spaghetti Yout dem are menace, nuttin' like Dennis Man got stripped and even got credit Kids push prams to Westfield to lick it And run from pigs, don't even watch Peppa Real go-getter, geezers know better But geezers [?] Skinner Don't resort to violence, no, never Man just start with violence, go figure Eat man's food before man eat dinner Buss that booze, I roll and drink liquor Left that [?] for my nigga 3 wheel-ups in a row That means I'm a direct rudeboy Grew two yats on my own That means I'm a direct rudeboy Man can't call up my phone Then gwan like a direct rudeboy One side bag and a stoney That don't make you a direct rudeboy Can't tell me nuttin' Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter Link dusty red cups out the cupboard In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs And the same madman fly out for the summer Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin' Boiling point, I keep it 100

Cause man ain't bumping him or you Man ain't bumping him either Man ain't come for him Man ain't come to grin neither Man ain't comforting geezers, ease up Man ain't jumping in neither Man just jumpy and eager beavers Shit ain't sunken in neither Man just old school from Gloucester Grove When man had comfortable Fila Back when [?] didn't even live there It was Josh and Makeda Back when gangsters weren't even shooting Man took chunks with that cleaver Back all Super Dee, Stone Love days Yep, Jamrock Sound, Metro Media Back in the day when I was broke I was on Bow Road and looking out for eaters Back in the day before I had seven figures Our bredders were begging me for features Back in the day before bloggers and tweeters Before they knew I was a genius They were the days when I was excluded From school for fucking with my teachers I was so damn facetious I would leave em with fevers Seizures, bunch of holes in my sneakers Back in the day before I had that Brand new Range Rover, looking devious Previous, I was moving mischievous None of my girlfriends were divas Making moves was the easiest Please don't make me get deeper I was linking Kamika Ice Rink and that Creeper Had em dropping in caesars Jesus, bunch of unstable geezers Bunch of peelers and dealers Demons, they were holding them beaters We were owning them speakers Man came back with that classic Man came back with that Raskit Rolled up with them Rottweilers And came back with Bullmastiffs Quickly grab them six brownings Women grab me two taxis There's a negative and a plus side Hollow's back with new batteries Hold up, coming back for you fassies Better run home, could I [?] the new lassy Them two straps are too massive Jumped out, pap pap pap with two maccies Quick, jump back in front seat and back seat Pricks get bought Ribena and Capri Don't gas me I was in the back streets, couldn't catch me On a jack spree They looking at me like "why you wanna rap me?", that's crappy I was actually not flashy They couldn't hack me All-black in my Nike Air tracky And I went all out on a fassy And I didn't make beats on a lappy What you know about Rex in Stratty? Exactly Had a yatty, in Hackney Big batty, a bit scatty But I was happy Cause she cooked saltfish and ackee She didn't clap me So I've gotta give thanks to Selassie Shy FX and UK Apache The speaker blowing, better keep it going Mention Hollowman when your speaker flowing Get that mozzarella cheese, get the pizza going Seen your gully side, now your weak is showing My nigga Dizzee Ras, they say he's a poet They hear we drop a track, niggas tippy-toeing Now come around a man with your pissy poems I've got bitches on my dick and their lippy showing

When I was younger, Wanted to be the black Madonna on stage Millions of people screaming my name But now that I'm older I can do anything I wanna Weave laid, getting paid, slay in my lane I had a dream, I had a dream but I stay woke There's only one me, only one me, I'm so special If you're offended, I'll pretend that I'm sorry But can you let me tell my side of the story Everyone would tell me I couldn't go the distance Chocolate skin, you don't fit in, you're a statistic Now every time I be on stage they go ballistic Thought you said I was gonna fall, I must've missed it 'Cause I started Started so I ain't gonna stop Reach the ceiling then I elevate Flying all the way to the top When they say I can't do it See I do this shit with no hands When they ask, I show and prove it Every time I show that I can, I can, I can Remember when When I was younger, Wanted to be the black Madonna on stage Millions of people screaming my name But now I'm older I can do anything I wanna Weave laid, getting paid, slay in my lane Back in the past some people said I wasn't gonna Throwing shade, look at me now, I'm living great 'Cause nothing can stop me, I can do anything I wanna I'ma stay 'cause I slay, slay in my lane

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) 2 Love me, love me, Say that you love me Call me, call me, You never do Money, money, Always above me You're too busy selling food Now are you really ready? Or are you wasting my time? 'Cause if you ain't try'na wife me, You need to get off my line Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, 'Cause I want you, Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you 50/50, that's all you give me, And I give 100 to you Take away, we don't go for dinner, Making love, no we barely do But if you really want me, You gotta step up you're game You better make it quick Before I don't feel the same Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, I want you, Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Got me stressin', got me beggin' Feeling like I'm just your bredrin Got me stressin' Oh boy, you do my head in, You got me stressin' Feeling like I'm just your bredrin, Just your bredrin x2 (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Cause I want you, Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you

12 o'clock and the party's getting louder Johnny's got a burner and an attitude Came to dance and bubble But he's ready if anybody Wants to try and get rude 1:00 a.m. and the scuffle begins He sees his friends with some paigon yutes He steps outside, time to decide If the shots he's about to get you Run, run for your freedom Better run, run you don't wanna see the kingdom Run, run if you wanna see the sun We don't wanna lose another one Run, run for your freedom Better run, run you don't wanna see the kingdom Run, run if you wanna see the sun We don't wanna lose another one Run, run (No) Better run, run Run, run Better run, run 5 o'clock and Johnny and his crew Been camping out all afternoon Outside in the ride Waiting for the residents so they can swoon They've been plotting, get the bag Go through the bag Take everything and move But what you gonna do? What you gonna pull If they come back home too soon? Run, run for your freedom Better run, run you don't wanna see the kingdom Run, run if you wanna see the sun We don't wanna lose another one Run, run for your freedom Better run, run you don't wanna see the kingdom Run, run if you wanna see the sun We don't wanna lose another one Run, run Better run, run Run, run Better run, run What you gonna do? What you gonna say? Where you gonna hide When you see those flashing lights? Where you gonna run? Where you gonna turn? When they catch you slipping by surprise What you gonna do? What you gonna say? Where you gonna hide When you see those flashing lights? Where you gonna run? Where you gonna turn? When your life flashes before your eyes Run, run for your freedom Better run, run you don't wanna see the kingdom Run, run if you wanna see the sun We don't wanna lose another one (We don't wanna lose another) Run, run for your freedom Better run, run you don't wanna see the kingdom (You better run) Run, run if you wanna see the sun We don't wanna lose another one Run, run (You better run) Better run, run (You better run) Run, run (You better) Better run, run Oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh