Back 2 Back Skepta 

[Open up your bedroom door
Let your mum hear this
Introduce her to the music
Yeah]

Dem way there
I wear my own garms
Man see me on road
and want arms
Tell them shut ya mout
Theres no qualms
Tell them shut ya mout
Theres no qualms

Tell them shut your mout, you're not bad
No you can't son me, never ever lost in a clash you're mad
Try diss me or my family tree, alright we can go dad for a dad

Oi skepta why you
Merkin’ so many MCs?

Cos they don’t know about Greaze
I was really in the field with the G’s
We were testin’ out waps on trees
My first wap came in a boxin’ glove
Bought my second one for some weed and Ps
Why Lie? tell me the reason please
That ain’t gonna impress me ‘cause

Real recognise real recognise real
recognise real recognise real
I’m so real

They recognise me in Winchmore Hill
Primrose hill
Brixton Hill
You’re not a badboy
And i’ma die on that hill
But the showerman recognise me cos

Real recognise real recognise real
recognise real recognise real
I’m so real
They recognise me on wave and trap
They recognise me on grime and drill
You’re not a bad bwoy
And i’ma die on that hill

[‘llow it man
I wanna get my bars out man
No i wanna get my bars out please
No more wheel ups please man]

Young SK i was goin’ insane
To go radio, i had to walk in the rain
Tell me what you know about surfin’ the train
No logical thinkin’ had stress on the brain
One time I had to merk eight MCs
Bet any money they won’t test me again
Before i did fit pics
I’ve been a lyricist
Had to make ‘em put some respect on my name

Oi skepta why you
Merkin’ so many MCs?

That was the word on the curb
I don’t bend so how can i get curved?
Private jet i was flying’ with your bird
Every other lyric you talkin’ about gun man
You ain’t got straps man stop lyin’, you’re a nerd
Said you was a bad bwoy blud say word
I went to your ends, that's not what i heard

Dem way there i wear my own garms
Man see me on road and want arms

I still gotta step in my 1s, i’m so calm
You talkin’ like you know the drillers
Your not Carns

Tell them shut ya mouth
Theres no qualms
Tell them shut mouth
Theres no qualms

Talkin’ ‘bout crashin’ out
Your not Swarmz
Real recognise real dem boys do me no harm
The nurse that brought me
Will recognise me when i'm forty
Like I’m so real

From australia all the way to brazil
I got fans sayin’ i’m the goat still
Don’t come to my show if you’re
Tryna be cool and chill
Cah your drink might spill
End up in a mosh pit
Hands in your grill
Flow so sick you might
Need a nyquil

Real recognise real recognise real
recognise real recognise real
I’m so real
They recognise me in Winchmore Hill
Primrose hill
Brixton Hill

You’re not a bad bwoy
And i’ma die on that hill
But the showerman recognise me cos
Real recognise real recognise real
recognise real recognise real
I’m so real
They recognise me on wave and trap
They recognise me on grime and drill

[Skepta forward slash bad man ting
All day long Grime, don’t get it twisted
You see two decks and a mixer
But i see the bigger picture
Don’t test man]