Xtra - Filthy Gears, Manga, Kamakaze

Yes, guess who’s back with a fresh ting?

West, this ain’t a series, come with powers

Man get left in the dirt like flowers

Rain all season, West bring showers

Clay, come with a bang and I leng down cowards

Powers, coming like Jason Statham

Coming like Liam in Taken

West, might move Matt Damon

Wait, I’m Jason

Everyone dead out

Ain’t no joke when the dargs get let out

I’ve got the sun in my hand, when I let go

Everybody done, make bare man spread out

Head out, pack my bags and jet out

Changed clothes, hopped in the Range Rover four-door

Foresaw feds and I told man wet out

Phase, fire, west side sheller

Outburst from the Outskirts if it’s rudeboy paradise

Never turn down work, sitting back and I strategise

Done all the groundwork and I gotta get it twice

It’s a little thing, a mic king of the palace like Allardyce

I’m not anti, I analyse

Don’t spud everyone, man are like

No, you don’t know me, never been co-Ds

So why dem ah ask who am I like a ragga vibe?

So mek me paint the picture like Mona Lisa

Mandem worldwide, bonjour mamacita

Kicked out of Spanish, got señoritas

French round your gyal, that’s more at the teacher

S’il vous plaît, don’t think I play

I ain’t easy, GHS ain’t either

Go world when I go with the steeze, bruv

London accent overseas, bruv

Still the MC saviour, beast man raver

If it ain’t a ting then basement cater

waver, no drug taker

Champion, I wear the belt, no equator

I’m the Nottingham saviour, best road ranger

One they call hater, intimidator

M1 traveller, no grime damager

Shows in Dubai with no manager

World-class shopper, LE2 blocker

Grisly so much, nah, it’s never a whopper

This time around, man, the campaign’s proper

If I get gassed, I’m a champagne popper

And I’m overly shower, first name Alpha

Stand tall in the war, I’m no croucher

Big boss, Bowser, peng ting browser

Big body pusher, gyal scream louder

Yo, coupla, coupla

Straps on the low, coupla, coupla

Shots for you, coupla, coupla

Not in that way, in the other way

Balalala, if a man diss Discarda

Me will shoot up a Nike and Prada (balalala)

Bun a man’s skin like lava

Mek an MC try step outta alla

It’s Discarda, I’m fucking hotter than lava

Draw for the carver, bore up your father

Don’t ask questions, I’d rather

Fuck the palava with a balaclava, yeah

Mek a man try test real farda

Flowdan, hand me di llama

Di one that were big like Logan Sama

Dem boy, dem nuh wan' drama