Some manors don't like me, they try and badmind me
When Kano comes to town
All I say is "mind's right", and they lose the limelight
When Kano comes around
Some try screw me or even sue me
But it don't work 'cos the crowd don't boo me
You ain't a true G, I'm too deep
How could Kano stay underground?
I ain't like most that roll around
And kick shit off, I hold it down
But we're still gully
The only 'pop' you'll hear from us is
POP POP POP, then we're out
Act up and get boxed in the mouth
'Cos, you're just playing a gangster
You ain't never weighed a ounce, fought a bouncer
You ain't never hid no blocks in your mouth
You ain't got love in North, West and South
And I'm an East boy, you're a chief boy
I finish it when you start the beef boy
Girls like me but I ain't a sweet boy, so boy
Don't think you can move to me and think I'll be asleep boy
'Cos I'm on my P's and Q's
That's why I make more P's than you's
Even when I'm in 3s and 2s, slip?
There ain't no reason to, slipping
If there ain't a blitz between the clique, that's slipping
No whip, out the manor linking chicks
That's slipping, that's slipping

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you

I hate losing, so I ain't snoozing
From London to Luton, I'm moving
I'm even merking over seas
And I got it locked from London to Leeds
Please, from time you heard me shine
Now I'm big from London to Merseyside
You got lines but you spit like nursery rhymes
This year's gotta be mine, I'm the first in line
Wow, you got your first rewind
But the second line sounded like the first line
I ain't got punch lines, I got kick lines
And I ain't commercial but I got hit lines
I spit deep rhymes
But I got the girls on my side from the first rewind
You might see my face in a magazine
Or in a fur coat in FACE magazine
'Cos they're spreading the word down from raves that I been
And they're bringing the purse out to pay for my team
I couldn't give a shit, I'm breaking the scene
Making a scene then start making the cream
Seen? I got a gang with me
And we all walk with a gangster lean
You're all talk, you don't wanna rap with me
There's no jokes or no pranks with me

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my, P's and Q's, in sneaks or shoes
We're in a Honda, fuck it no Jeeps and coupes
We'll chief your crew, we're so hungry we'll thief your food
So mind out before you find out who you're speaking to
I speak to youths, on the level, and speak the truth
So please, there's thug in me
But there ain't no me in you
And please, you ain't bussin' one, let alone squeezing two
Say cheese, but it won't be a snapshot
Pull out and try and hit like the jackpot, leave
I ain't waiting around, baiting the town for K to be found
That's slipping, if there ain't a blitz between the clique
That's slipping
No whip, out the manor linking chicks
That's slipping, that's slipping

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you

If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
Even on my own tune
That's the difference between me and you Writer/s: CLARK THOMAS FINN CHICESTER, KANE BRETT ROBINSON
Publisher: Songtrust Ave
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