Yeah, Yo
Oi rudeboy, come out the booth
Send man's head top around the room
Don't bun weed still I'm around fumes
Try not swear 'cause I'm around my youth
It's maud maud
I spit to kill
Mic in right hand you know the drill
If I work hard and I don't a get a reload
Then I might punch up a DJ still
Still I'm Greatest with it
MC's know I don't play with lyric
Gun fingers when I spray this lyric
Didn't want smoke when I came in with it
They can never target me
Like say I won't done a mans dance and leave
Chat about war but they'd rather peace
So I say less 'cause the talk is cheap
Speak on my ting brudda that's tragic
Pull up and murk with style and fashion
Passenger side of my best friend's ride
Jump out give man the works in traffic
Write off man, that's trial and error
Fat Joe ting how the squad on terror
Dem boy badder than me not never
Like Headie man shoulda known better
Now they wan' beg for feature
Cross my heart like Skeppy and Priya
Even though My left hand meady
My right hand snap like Joey Cordina
And they can never style on me
Dem boy there get style off me
Everything shell like I'm on the beach
Tied down like they live life on leash
Yo I'm nice in person
My man could never hype in person
Online he ain't nuttin' like that person
And I don't like that version
MC's getting bitter with their old age
Anyone can get it better roll safe
Yeah, my name holds weight
When I'm in the city I'm a known face
Wanna day-date with a gold face
See me with Marv that's major
If I'm with Mo that's danger
If I'm with Neekz mind out he might punch up faces
And ask questions later
Be on your best behaviour
If I'm with Nath then we're making bangers
See me with P then we're talking plans and patterns
And I ain't taking bad up
Kano I'm made in a manor (trust me)
Place your bets on me, I'm a good one
Never gave me chance then I took one
Things ain't the same now look bruv
I'll leave your favourite MC shook bruv
To anyone saying that they put me on
Plonker, come see me you won't have to look for long
I got bars in a book for don
Yo top shottas back in full effect
I'm Busta Rhymes now break ya neck
If they put me on a show I'll shut down the set
Don't get a reload I'll jump behind decks
I'll jump behind decks like move man
Came for the cream Wu Tang
Old money got me in a new bag
Show money got me in a new swag
No money then I might move mad
It's Maud, Maud
Yo these men are not MC's (what?)
They're just mugs that started MC'ing
That ain't the circle that I wanna be in (no?)
No situation they can put me in (never)
When I flex on a set get set
When I get four wheels in a row that's a whip
About smoke they don't want none of this
Try me that's your head back gone for a bit
So don't give man a reason
That'll be your head back for a season
And I swear if I let this go
That's fire and brimstone that you're receiving
Powers, Man know I put in hours
Plant my seeds I don't need no flowers
I spray like a nine or 11 but this ain't twin towers
You know the strongest soldiers go through hardest battles
I'm the Prince of my city next I might shut down Cardiff Castle
Boom let's talk truth
I'll come to your launch party jump on stage
And I shut down more than you
See murking is all I do
I will come to your video shoot
Tell man play a beat start spinning MC's
'Cause right now I'm sick of MC's
Everybody thinks they're a sicker MC
I will take out crews that's facts
The most wanted has come back
Mace where you been looking after my yout and that
The new music soon land
Woy Oi!
It's Maud maud
Big up Blay Vision on production
Mace the great new music out soon
Rest in peace Luke Jones