Smart bastard, he ain't known
He lays low, he never leaves a trace where he goes
Smart bastard, doesn't rack his sniff
Stacks pinks, only comes out his gaffer mint
Smart bastard, has a zoot and kips
From two to six, wakes up and moves quick
Smart bastard
He's such a bastard
[Verse 1: Mike Skinner & (Fikser)
Smart bastard's rare (Finds it hard to take the stairs)
To success, so he starts (His business) then and there
(Gets himself) a bit of snort (A dish as well) and cooks it warm
Bust one shot to ten shots and sets up shop to move O's
(Too right he does, consigns halves to three bruvs)
(All hard) all smart (And all graft) like he does
(He never wastes) a bag of cash (Wears the same) Adidas
(Always) on his toes (Always) on the road
(The) boy (Dem) observe (But) never (Catch) him (Serve)
(They tap) for folders (His Sony) and Motorola
(They search) they look (In every nook) and cranny
(But he's alert) as a rook (He ain't shook) he ain't bami
(He always changes) his car (And the yard) where he cotch
(Somedays) he pars (On the bus) or he bops
(He is the) face of faces (Rated) by the rated
(But he's the ace) cause the rated (Don't know) his face
Smart bastard, he ain't known
He lays low, he never leaves a trace where he goes
Smart bastard, doesn't rack his sniff
Stacks pinks, only comes out his gaffer mint
Smart bastard, has a zoot and kips
From two to six, wakes up and moves quick
Smart bastard
He's such a bastard
Slowly whispers spread around
He's top boy around town
Eyebrows start to screw
Mouths quickly start to frown
Even bedrins can't look him straight
He feels the clench in the handshakes
But doesn't show that he knows
The ones who sent for him are the snakes
Instead he presses ahead
To break bread with the boys
Calls Wes to tell the rest
No questions asked, no made noise
The spot at his place
Docklands where he lays
Well away from the pace
So he can think straight
On his duvet, two suitcases
Filled with queens faces
To be all separated
For everyone's full day shift
All the faces now had been shown
Except one of the aces
Cause his face with this ace
Had more than one face
Smart bastard, he ain't known
He lays low, he never leaves a trace where he goes
Smart bastard, doesn't rack his sniff
Stacks pinks, only comes out his gaffer mint
Smart bastard, has a zoot and kips
From two to six, wakes up and moves quick
Smart bastard
He's such a bastard