Endz P Money (Ft. Kurupt FM)

[Chorus: P Money & Kurupt FM]
Are you really, really from the ends?
Are you really, really from the ends?
Are you really, really from the ends?
Too many boy them wanna pretend
It's K with the U, R with an U, with a P, with a T, with a F to the M
Tell them again, it's Kurupt FM
Tell them again, it's Kurupt FM (It's, it's, it's)
Are you really, really from the ends?
Are you really, really from the ends?
Are you really, really from the ends?
Too many boy them wanna pretend
It's P with a M, O with a N, with an E, with a Y, lemme tell you again
P Money 'longside Kurupt FM
P Money 'longside Kurupt FM

[Verse 1: Kurupt FM & P Money]
It's my ends everywhere
Walk through lockin' off skengs everywhere
Wait, we got skengs, like guns?
No, the lyrical ones
Oh, right, yeah, yeah
Buff things, [?]
Thinks I'm smooth like Creme De La Mer
Till I give my [?] and beat up these MCs just like a snare
Raae, rah, what's goin' on here?
Feds on the case, but we don't care
Man a old school like 40p bus fare
Don't ramp with me, fun with me is unfair, don't call me "Fam"
[?] with me, might bad you up in front of all these man
If I catch you with a tool in hand
Fry leg quicker than Morleys, man
[?]
Samurai kid with a sword in hand
Catch P down in Brentford knockin' out dentures, they fall out quicker than [?] nan
Your thiefin' hands
Tell them boy "It's not a tribal thing when I'm chiefing man"
Man don't care, I don't know these man
No, wait, I do know, um (Yo)