Hell to the Liars

Sound, sound, sound, sound

Here's to you and me

Hell to the best of us

Here's to you and me

Hell to the righteous ones

(Sounds of the Sir)

Here's to the things you love

Hail up the mandem

Big C on my chest, man a champion

Roundhouse leave man with the KOKO

And I ain't talking venues in Camden

You ain't on job like Spyr

How dare you ask him to send you an anthem?

Put an MC on his bum, liars, I can't stand them

So here's to the real one

I raise a toast, cheers when I spill some

Pay for the round when the bill comes

You'd faint if you saw the price of the receipt when the meal's done

I watch a shit MC do a 20 minute set and he never got a wheel once

You see the day you curse me, you find out I'm way too certi

Blat, you fin' too early, kill 'em in the game too dirty

Don't ask why my friend's got a knife

'Cause I watch my mate do surgery

I'm with one of my day one bredrins

On a long road day two journey

So what you know about them trips there?

Drove there, rid there, burnout, skid there, inside, live there

Déjà vu when the roof above the rim ting, I used to spit there

Oi Spyro, do man a favour, put a snare and a kick there

Hell to the liars

Here's to you and me

I look way above us

Seeing no one free

(Sounds of the-)

Yo blud, you can't walk around here with your headphones on

Fam, you might get rolled on

Where have 90% of my friends all gone?

Don't care, man, it ain't no long

Blud, I'm better off alone, no tet, no son

Pour drinks or my dead bro's gone

This life can't break me 'cause my head's too strong

If you thought you was right I'ma make you wrong

Tick man and they take too long

Grips man out the venue don

And make sure you feed your mandem, or you'll be on the menu don

Oi, rudeboy what ends you from?