[Intro]
Whether we like it or not, the fear of death is what drives us
[Verse 1: Azza]
See I'm in the ting like, Khabib Nurmagomedov (Nurmagomedov, ahh)
Twenty-seven-and-o, that eagle flow gets sprayed off (Gets sprayed off) (Sprayed off)
They're calling me Nicolas Cage the way that I'm spitting that ting that will take man's face off (Face off)
Dripping that blue ting but it's not British god-damn bake off (Bake off)
If you want that Cali, we get that straight to your door like ASOS (Like ASOS)
(Oh like ASOS)
I got a few hitman flows but this one's European and they call it Sеgor (Bah)
I got a few hitman flows but this one's cold and Romanian
It's half-human, half-alien, it's all way too much for thе cranium (What? Bow)
Poltergeist technique, got an omen flow called Damian
That's setting all flames all over the gaff, moving like a next Albanian (Albanian, Albanian, bow)
Lomachenko one-two's, bare Ukrainian
Any lyrical war, I'm gonna pass through like a dark Israelian, yeah (Israelian)
Real rockstar shit, got a rolling stone flow, it's not Kasabian (Kasabian)
Heh, that omen flow called Damian (Damian)
[Refrain]
Whether we like it or not, the fear of death is what drives us
[Verse 2: Grima]
I'm in the ting like, Floyd Mayweather Junior
Fifty-and-o, pretty boy flow that will end your future (End your future) (Future, future)
Come with a Superman flex but it will turn dark in a sec, call it Lex Luthor (Lex Luthor)
Letting off shots in the rave but no, we ain't holding a shooter
More times you'll find me, zoot in my hand at my local boozer (Boozer)
(B-boozer, boozer)
But if man starts sending, headshot pending, letting off rounds like a German luger
This hitman flow is so murderous and your flow's some crackhead burglars
Spraying that heat on a track, man, you better step back, you don't wanna get burnt with it
Got a king size scheme with herb in it, your girl inboxed me but I'm swerving it
Keep telling me about your team but I swear down I ain't even heard of it
This hitman flow will murder them, from London, Bristol, Birmingham
Man'a talk in that stupid talk, it's only gonna end up worse for them
You don't wanna see me versus them, gotta a black big van and a hearse for them (And a hearse for them)
[Refrain]
Whether we like it or not, the fear of death is what drives us
[Verse 3: Blacks]
AJ style, lets go, twenty-two-and-o
Man's still saying show, mind if I let my fists go?
I'm Tyson, I'm Klitschko, never been no bitch, bro
Mad when I stick goes, end up in that big hole
Dare you try and back your bro, man up when I back the pole
Itching just to let it go, or I might get dippy, woah
Maxime, he's got bare dirt
True say, man's done bare work
You man dress like mad nerds, don't get hit where rah hurts
So load up, I'll clart first
Always better than my last verse
Don't get on my last nerve, them man keep on chatting me
That's why my ears burn (Yeah), don't worry they'll soon learn
Burnt down when I'm mad high, courtesy of that three-five
You man smoke but that weeds light, I'm with T and A on the drum vibe
We're on, it's mad hype, we don't like no bad vibes
When we're on, it's mad hype, we don't like no bad vibes
So we let the phone ring like, like (Like)
[Refrain]
Whether we like it or not, the fear of death is what drives us
[Verse 4: P Money]
I'm on the ting like, beard and a hook like Kimbo (Woah)
One-on-one, I've got man's number (Baow), Bingo
Fuck this fight, pull out a wap and make man limbo
Think you're a god, I'm Hercules when I use these arms they go through windows (Sheesh)
I could get you weed
I've got you G (Truss)
Tryna hide this box but the ting kicks louder than Bruce Lee (Wah)
P, everybody else is weak (Uh-huh)
Cut mans rices, do man dirty, my shots are cheap (Aight)
Back to the plan, I've never said back me fam (Nope)
Stunt for myself for the jump, I'm doing up Jackie Chan (Boaw)
Slew who you fooled, dunno why you lot really thought he can
Got money like Bruce Wayne, fight like Batman, either way its whack and blam (Shh)
Backstage with a chick, tryna suck mans balls off
It's just me and her call off, her man shouldn't let me walk off (Trusy)
Boyfriend's upset, man wanna streetfight until they see man's borer (Come on)
Came in hot-tempered, now he's out cold, he needs to cool off
[Outro]
Whether we like it or not, the fear of death is what drives us
