[Intro - Juke]
What's 'appenin? You know who it is - Jukey B
Big up Deano, big up Jeopardy, big up John-O, big up Big-O, it's gonna be a big thing y'know what I mean?
Smashed it...
[Verse 1 - Juke]
Ay
You better listen kid I'm puttin on the camo, trust me when I'm gunnin' I'm not runnin' out of ammo
Lad I'm jumpin on the YZ, aimin' at the guy's head, 20 on the list but I'll be happy when there's 5 dead, haha!
I've got 1 down and 4 to go, when they see the strap they're like "Arr lad, raw you know!"
It's like a footy' match and when I'm blastin I hope to score a goal, and everytime I'm rappin' on the track I pack a naughty flow!
Ride till I die puttin' holes in heads and if I've got the knife you're getting sliced like a loaf of bread
Getting kettled', let me show you how to poach an egg, pedal to the metal, I give a fuck about the road ahead
Beefin' with me kid, lad you fuckin' chose your death, givin' me phone calls, you grass lad you know you're dead
These little rats lad, they think they're mad just because they rolled a ken but look at the size of the fuckin' bullet that I roll at them
[Hook - Juke]
I'm full of stab-wounds and road honours, lad you know that I've bagged food and stole 'ozzers
As a kid though, it's dough so we roll onners', makin' sure we had a good scran and a smoke on us
Cause I'm full of stab-wounds and road honours, lad you know that I've bagged food and stole 'ozzers
As a kid though, it's dough so we roll onners', makin' sure we had a good scran and a smoke on us
[Verse 2 - Juke]
Now I kick back, spit tracks, hit that, big fat, spliff' that, bit of Alizé, kid I sip that
Jukey-B you know I'm sick of this chit-chat, chattin' I'm a victim it's a way to get your chin snapped!
MuzzleFlash, bang! Lad you know I'm fuckin' gritty, smokin' on the potent while I roll up with a fitty
You know we're chasin' dough but on this road it's gettin' shitty, so Jukey's bakin' flows and gettin' known up in the city
Beefin' on my own kid and no-one's fuckin' with me, see the end of the Chrome if you're rollin' with a divvy
Smokin' on the 250, holdin' on a loose Smithy, I don't beef with kids lad because that's just too...silly
Smashed it spat the heat, you chat the beef until you're wrapped up in a plastic sheet
Stackin P' get out the way before I slap your cheek, I call myself a semi-pro, I'm puttin' fuckin' rats asleep!
[Hook - Juke]
I'm full of stab-wounds and road honours, lad you know that I've bagged food and stole 'ozzers
As a kid though, it's dough so we roll onners', makin' sure we had a good scran and a smoke on us
Cause I'm full of stab-wounds and road honours, lad you know that I've bagged food and stole 'ozzers
As a kid though, it's dough so we roll onners', makin' sure we had a good scran and a smoke on us
[Verse 3 - Juke]
Mhm, trust we get the fast cash I'm lookin', stash never lasts kid it's crack that I'm cookin'
Raps on the clippy and the bags on the button, if you try poach my graft then your hands lad I'm cuttin'
Go for the posh girls, no slags that I'm fuckin', bang for my gang I know you won't handle a buckin'
Got a big left hand that'll land on your button, and if Jukey bangs then your gangs will be duckin'!
It's all live if you try to be startin', the Webley .45 that I hide in my garden, runnin' up sly, not no bitin' the barkin'
Pullin' out the .9, kid I'm risin', markin', pullin' out the knife and then I'm slicin' and scarrin'
Shiv you up twice, stick it right in your heart kid, knew you'd get fucked, so why try to be smart kid?
Because Jukey with the Rugey is the light in the dark-ness!
[Hook - Juke]
I'm full of stab-wounds and road honours, lad you know that I've bagged food and stole 'ozzers
As a kid though, it's dough so we roll onners', makin' sure we had a good scran and a smoke on us
Cause I'm full of stab-wounds and road honours, lad you know that I've bagged food and stole 'ozzers
As a kid though, it's dough so we roll onners', makin' sure we had a good scran and a smoke on us
[Outro]
MuzzleFlash, BANG!
Try and cop that you fuckin' gang of nits...you get me?
Get on Deano...
