Inna London Killa Ki (Ft. Skepta)

[Intro]
Boom Productions

[Verse 1: Killa Ki]
This that inna London gangster shit
Pecknarm up the top now
Yeah we're making hits (Come on)
The links been here for years
But now we're patterning (Yeah)
Long overdue but, yeah cuz, it's happening
I was up in Tottenham in '08
Up in the yardie dance, strap, I'm a known face (Fact)
But they show me love
I felt at home mate
Yardie ting whining up on me, felt my trey-eight (Ugh)
And I ain't running joke (Nah)
The amount of man that diss the ting got smoke (Agh)
Sittin' in the dark, just me and my pole
I'm laughing, 'cuz I can see my opps go
Told you before you better be scared
Click-klack-boom, 'cause your brains [?]
Better trip out 'cause here comes the feds
Better [?] got badders in bed
Yes, money, drugs, murder, and sex
Fresh to death, I do facts [?] the best
So it's only right that I link up with Skep
We two artists that know how to flex
Black Gang original
More time we rev
Middle are beefing, yellow on ends
Spectators think I'm mad in my head
I'm fine, I was just laughing at death
What'd you know about laughing at a last mans breath, then acting shocked when you hear of his death?
Up in school in the red avex
Trap line rings then I fly in the fence
Flowing like the river, it's Killa
Ain't any rapper realer
Dropped my first album out a deal, I'm jigga (Hmm)
Who said I ain't got flows? They're a fibber