Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?



Self-employed wealthy boy

Dealt with pain, dealt with joy

Me and Wiley are cool now

But I'm the same nigga who tried help destroy him

Tell Lorraine, tell McCoy

I failed again, felt annoyed

Now I've got paper round

Me, Daily Star cause I sell the voice

Oi, it's the paper boy, I'm in effect

Don't like me? I've always been a threat

My only competition is the man in the mirror

My niggas or my silhouette

They know I'm a flamethrower

Make man lay low and lay lower

Anybody says that they can't get hold of me

Tell them niggas I'll be on the same blower

Who am I? The baddest MC that grime ever produced

The resident Eskimo goer

Culture vultures, they owe us

Oh, now they know us?



Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?

Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?



(Bang) I'm hot, so what?

(Bang) I'm out spitting for free, no gwop

(Bang) And my path is clear, no stops

Got yards in the sticks, no shops, no cops

(Bang) Keep my mind on the cash

I see if I can turn a stack

I know you love practicing but

Me and my niggas were born burning tracks

Like yo, they know I'm that post-quitter

Mind that gyal there, she's a gold digger

Chatting 'bout how he didn't know I go with her

Push me far, turn me to a cold figure

Respect you do it, but man, I done it

Anybody from the elite, you know we run it

Here's what it feels like to win

Get rewarded after a hundred miles of running



Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?

Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?



Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?

Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?



GH, and I've been doing this

Since I had an Ericsson 338

And I have pushed more wigs back

Than a label has done to an album release date

If I send for an MC

Then man better reply tonight, not a week late

If a man can't move on from the war

Right after it, bro, that's a weak trait

I'm not a lager lout

But I'm still throwing bars about

Midday, looking for a haircut

Shop's packed, gotta go to the barber's house

I'm doing business everyday here

That's why I can't mess or laugh about

When it comes to the grime in 2016, rudeboy

I'm the hardest out



Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?

Bang, same city, new blocks

Bang, boombox on the rooftop

Bang, who's hot? Who's not?

Bang, new job, who's boss?