[00:12.60]Yeah, I like that
[00:16.65]Cuh right now
[00:18.88]I feel like that Boy in Da Corner
[00:19.66]Fekky
[00:21.45]Shout out Dizzee
[00:24.01]Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh
[00:26.66](Splurge Boys)
[00:27.80]Get me
[00:29.13]It's Live O
[00:30.93]It's Live O
[00:32.71]It's Live O
[00:34.61]Fekky
[00:40.39]Yeah
[00:43.31]
[03:41.40][02:12.53][00:43.91]I'm just sitting here
[03:43.80][02:15.07][00:46.53]Doing what I do (shut up)
[03:46.26][02:17.63][00:49.09]Smoking on a big fat zoot
[03:50.32][02:21.78][00:53.07]I heard they wanna make a move (come on then)
[03:53.20][02:24.76][00:56.01]You must be blood
[03:55.10][02:26.39][00:57.86]I've got that ting and it goes bang
[03:57.87][02:29.38][01:00.79]Bu bu bang bang bang
[04:01.54][02:32.90][01:04.34]Bu bu bang bang bang
[04:05.02][02:36.43][01:07.82]It's Live O
[04:08.72][02:39.25][01:10.76]My crew is live o (trust me it's live o)
[04:12.33][01:14.28]
[01:14.94]Breddas wanna test my frame
[01:15.46]They wanna test my aim
[01:16.53]Hoes wanna throw shit on my nam
[01:18.11]Sorry if I ain't all smiles when you see me in the streets
[01:20.24]Yo I got a lot of shit on my brai
[01:21.72]A lot of pressure to maintain
[01:22.69]But you don't wanna hear me complain
[01:23.91]About the pitfalls of fame
[01:25.05]You wanna see me knuckle up and go against the grain
[01:26.73]And frankly I feel the same
[01:27.99]So I'm bringing the pain
[01:28.93]**** being restrained
[01:29.89]These breddas are lame
[01:30.81]**** being the same
[01:31.85]More heart in my testicular vein
[01:33.20]I'm ready for war
[01:34.08]Everybody feels real til they're laying dead on the floor
[01:35.98]I've seen it before
[01:36.84]I'm so easily bored
[01:37.67]You should be checking out the women
[01:38.73]What you preeing me for?
[01:39.56]If you don't wanna meet your maker better settle your damn jaw
[01:41.37]Smoke a lot of shit but I'm going to Dam for mor
[01:43.46]Maybe a sativa that'll settle my anger or
[01:45.39]Light my head space
[01:46.35]So I can elevate and get away from your dead face
[01:48.00]And dead waste
[01:48.85]Wannabee hard shit and gangsta
[01:49.87]I'm sick of these ****er
[01:51.06]Knock me out or drop me out
[01:52.10]Stab me shoot it out
[01:53.36]Or shut you mouth
[01:54.31]Dunno what your talking about
[01:55.25]You got a problem sort it out
[01:56.53]Count 10 and just walk it out
[01:58.01]Kill any ideas that you thought about
[01:59.78]You don't wanna see your soul go walkabouts
[02:01.67]Body on the floor chalk it out
[02:03.11]Close your spout
[02:03.95]Please put a stop to that noise that you're squawking out
[02:05.77]And have a breather
[02:06.49]Go disrupt another geezer
[02:07.85]Time is money and I'm tight like Ebenezer
[02:09.69]I just wanna chill for real where all the trees are
[02:11.63]Kill yourself it'll be easier
[02:13.16]
[02:43.43]It's live o
[02:44.95]Shut your pie hole (shut up)
[02:47.13]You wanna call on war
[02:48.49]Then run to the 5-0 (Bang)
[02:51.22]Ain't got a mill, but I'm alright though
[02:54.14]These Vivienne Westwood shoes, a man moonwalk like Michael (ooowwwww)
[02:57.95]Rappers don't be scared, nobody wants your title
[03:01.72]Came in the game, bu bu bang ****ers up the cycl
[03:04.59]Rob me are you mad (mad)
[03:06.51]Jumping man like a psycho (yeahhh)
[03:08.50]These ****ers might like your pic
[03:10.57]But these ****ers don't like yo
[03:12.78]Big Fekky, Big Fekky
[03:16.35]I'm just sittin' here
[03:17.72]Tell 'em come and get me
[03:19.35]As I sit here and I lay back
[03:21.49]Hot choc and some flapjacks
[03:23.35]**** says she hates me
[03:24.96]**** her and she came bac
[03:26.53]Bu bu bang (yeah)
[03:28.36]You're just a bunch of nobodies
[03:30.49]No dough, no ****ers, no straps, no bodie
[03:34.21]Dead gyal, bad weave, no ****ers, no bodies (yeah
[03:38.63]Who does it like me, nobody
[03:41.55]
[04:29.34]Dizzee
[04:31.24]Fekky
[04:32.53](Splurge Boys)
[04:33.63]Came in the game
[04:38.26]Splurge Boys
[04:40.33]Yeah
[04:45.23]I am feeling myself better, thank you
[04:52.41]
[05:04.28]It's Live O
[05:08.83]

Yeah, I like that
Cuh right now
I feel like that Boy in Da Corner
Fekky
Shout out Dizzee
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh
(Splurge Boys)
Get me
It's Live O
It's Live O
It's Live O
Fekky
Yeah
I'm just sitting here
Doing what I do (shut up)
Smoking on a big fat zoot
I heard they wanna make a move (come on then)
You must be blood
I've got that ting and it goes bang
Bu bu bang bang bang
Bu bu bang bang bang
It's Live O
My crew is live o (trust me it's live o)
Breddas wanna test my frame
They wanna test my aim
Hoes wanna throw shit on my nam
Sorry if I ain't all smiles when you see me in the streets
Yo I got a lot of shit on my brai
A lot of pressure to maintain
But you don't wanna hear me complain
About the pitfalls of fame
You wanna see me knuckle up and go against the grain
And frankly I feel the same
So I'm bringing the pain
**** being restrained
These breddas are lame
**** being the same
More heart in my testicular vein
I'm ready for war
Everybody feels real til they're laying dead on the floor
I've seen it before
I'm so easily bored
You should be checking out the women
What you preeing me for?
If you don't wanna meet your maker better settle your damn jaw
Smoke a lot of shit but I'm going to Dam for mor
Maybe a sativa that'll settle my anger or
Light my head space
So I can elevate and get away from your dead face
And dead waste
Wannabee hard shit and gangsta
I'm sick of these ****er
Knock me out or drop me out
Stab me shoot it out
Or shut you mouth
Dunno what your talking about
You got a problem sort it out
Count 10 and just walk it out
Kill any ideas that you thought about
You don't wanna see your soul go walkabouts
Body on the floor chalk it out
Close your spout
Please put a stop to that noise that you're squawking out
And have a breather
Go disrupt another geezer
Time is money and I'm tight like Ebenezer
I just wanna chill for real where all the trees are
Kill yourself it'll be easier
It's live o
Shut your pie hole (shut up)
You wanna call on war
Then run to the 5-0 (Bang)
Ain't got a mill, but I'm alright though
These Vivienne Westwood shoes, a man moonwalk like Michael (ooowwwww)
Rappers don't be scared, nobody wants your title
Came in the game, bu bu bang ****ers up the cycl
Rob me are you mad (mad)
Jumping man like a psycho (yeahhh)
These ****ers might like your pic
But these ****ers don't like yo
Big Fekky, Big Fekky
I'm just sittin' here
Tell 'em come and get me
As I sit here and I lay back
Hot choc and some flapjacks
**** says she hates me
**** her and she came bac
Bu bu bang (yeah)
You're just a bunch of nobodies
No dough, no ****ers, no straps, no bodie
Dead gyal, bad weave, no ****ers, no bodies (yeah
Who does it like me, nobody
Dizzee
Fekky
(Splurge Boys)
Came in the game
Splurge Boys
Yeah
I am feeling myself better, thank you
It's Live O