Parring Guys Tempa T

[Intro]
Hey Tempz
You know I heard guys tried to phone guys
And tell guys they owe Ps cause guys use bars and that
I swear we should phone guys

[Verse 1]
I'm parring the par
Dem man know it's a par, it's a par
Dem man go around saying it's a lot
But us man know it's a par, it's a par
Slew dem, not a par, not a par
Get to the rave, it's a par, it's a par
Shower down man in the rave, then after the dance
Just know it's a par, it's a par
I'm the king (Parrers)
Everyone knows that's me (Parrers)
Take out your fists, get pun (Parrers)
Pick out the [?] we don't play (Parrers)
Slap man, I'm a real (Parrers)
Phone me, I say I'm about (Parrers)
Link your gash in the rave (Parrers)
Bust in the mouth, I get rhymes (Parrers)
You got couple guys saying it's alot
Everyone knows these days, it's alot
You can't keep saying it's alot, it's alot
Us man say it's alot, them man, don't know what's alot
Everyone knows in the scene, it's alot
When I come through in this bar, it just pops
Stop putting our slang in your verse, so watch
There's no indi-yards in this lyric
Everyone knows this lyric is straight
Bare man know this lyric is bait
Got a problem, meet me down gate, or Maryland
Stratford, Plaistow, trust me, you know me I'm not an arsehole
Like Skepta, you can see me in cargo
Drink at the barber, don't act hard though
Come to the rave and mess up the place
When I'm on stage, I'm not watching face
Gun in my hip, to the music and bass
Tearing up mic cause the sound is my taste
Watch me, I'm the future in race
Confront me, you don't want me in your case
I'm original
Most man copy and paste, that's abysmal
Watch me, I'm setting pace