Intensive Snare Songtext
von Plastician feat. Skepta

Go on then
Lighter
Are you stupid?
Skepta, and and
Plasticman
Forward
Skepta, it′s not you it's me
Plasticman, are you stupid?
Blud, are you stupid in the nose?
Bassline in your nostril
Some chestplate business
More than grime
Rock your headtop
Bassline, meridian
Okay, forward
Go on then, go on then
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass


Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
I′m gonna keep spitting till Genius kicks me off Rinse
Might see me with the Eastside prince
Might see me in a blue car with tints
Might see this monkey in the ghetto
With no trim, taking out the garbage
If I hear you chat breeze
I'll come to your ends and cause maximum carnage
Boy Better Know this, my name's Joseph
My name′s Skepta, my name′s Junior
See in school man used to hit boys with a ruler
The English teacher tried make me hoover
But I'm a badboy from Nigeria, not St. Lucia
Joseph Junior Adenuga
Big lips, African hooter
Go on then, go on then
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
The level I′m on, they wanna reach this
Cause when I touch mic I'm the deepest
I′m the strongest, you're the weakest
I′m on the A-list, you're still struggling to get up on the C-list
I'll chop an MC into pieces
I′m a badman, you′re a penis
And your whole crew stink like faeces
But now check the remix
You see the level I'm on they wanna be on
Cause I′m a star and I shine like neon
Lyrically gun a man down like Leon
And you're a wasteman
So there′s a lot of tings we can't agree on
You got a big tune? Put me on
I′m on a badman ting, what's he on?
Drive to your house in a four-door Eon
Draw for the tool
Go on then, go on then
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Skepta, Plasticman
More than grime
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Hold tight all the crew who know about "Up In The Air"
Skepta, picky afro
But you know what?
If you paid your money to see me slew
Get a refund and drive home safely
Or shut your mouth and stop crying like a baby
You want me to keep on slewing MCs till I'm 80
Nah, please don′t hate me
I′m still gonna say draw for the tool
What'd you mean you fool?
Take off my jacket
God forgive me and all of the classics
Cause when you compare my bars to a mash
I spray like a MAC-10 not a deuce-deuce
I made that boy there beg for a truce
He wanted to clash me until I started hurling abuse
And then he realised there′s no use
He just hung himself with his own noose
I hold the power like Zeus
And when I touch mic in a dance all hell breaks loose
Go on then
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare
The hi-hat, treble and bass
Let me see your lighters in the air
Are you stupid in the face?
Check the intensive snare