[Intro]
Oi, that Tuckz yout, fam
You heard about him?
He's a wasteman
I heard he's a wasteman
Oi, oi, no, he's not, fam, he's hard, fam
I heard he's sick though
Are you buzzing, fam? Shut up
Nah, he's a wasteman, fam
He's a murker, fam. Oi, shut up, fam
[Chorus]
Check the news, haven't you heard?
That Tuckz guy, yeah, he murks
Sick MC, far from a nerd
And I heard on the curb he let the ting burst
Like wait, he must think he's bad
Not even, he's a calm lad
But trust me, you don't wanna get him mad
Or the end of your story, it will be sad
Like wait, swear he's part of a crew
Vision Crew, yeah, yeah, that crew
They've got radio Tuesday, Wednesday too, and
On the stage, they don't get booed
Don't get booed and they don't get aired
At their last show, I was there
So gassed, I dashed my drink straight in the air
See dem man? Different brehs
[Verse 1]
I'm a top G from Brockley
Still a Catford don but from Brockley
You can't hot me or mock me
Cause I'll do the dirt and you won't clock me
Get dealt with ASAP like Rocky
Don't go there, it will get rocky
Dem man are sweet just like toffee
Got flows that'll make a brudda wanna copy
Old school flow, old school like Totti
I call the shots like Ancelotti
Chatting and bragging about they got a shotty
But you best think twice before you pop me
My Gs are moving properly
And I'll draw your gash if she's a hottie
Her eyes, they interlock me so
I'mma take her back to my piece
[Chorus]
Check the news, haven't you heard?
That Tuckz guy, yeah, he murks
Sick MC, far from a nerd
And I heard on the curb he let the ting burst
Like wait, he must think he's bad
Not even, he's a calm lad
But trust me, you don't wanna get him mad
Or the end of your story, it will be sad
Like wait, swear he's part of a crew
Vision Crew, yeah, yeah, that crew
They've got radio Tuesday, Wednesday too, and
On the stage, they don't get booed
Don't get booed and they don't get aired
At their last show, I was there
So gassed, I dashed my drink straight in the air
See dem man? Different brehs
[Verse 2]
All that gas talk, I don't wanna hear that
T to the Z, that breh that
That breh that just don't care, that
Might run up in your manor and clear that
My ting's got loads, not near that
Smash hoes in boats when I tear that
Talk low so the bros won't hear that
Clear that, washed MCs can't fear that
It's T to the, to the Z that
That brudda who they all wanna be, that
Get bax, get smacked, not me, that
That don, that, that's that G, that
Bad up anybody, tell a badderman ah relax
Relax 'fore I make you collapse
Just talk, no, you don't mean that
Dirt on the roadside, man ah man ah seen that
[Bridge]
Mek a man dust, mek a man breeze
Mek a man jump, mek a man freeze
Mek a man learn, mek a man see
That there ain't no mucking with the
Mek a man dust, mek a man breeze
Mek a man jump, mek a man freeze
Mek a man learn, mek a man see
That there ain't no mucking with the
Mek a man dust, mek a man breeze
Mek a man jump, mek a man freeze
Mek man learn, mek man see
That there ain't no mucking with the T to the, T to the
Mek a man dust, mek a man breeze
Mek a man jump, mek a man freeze
Mek man learn, mek man see
That there ain't no mucking with the T to the, T to the
[Verse 3]
Who's he?
Lyrically spray man with the Uzi
They're like "he's so sick, who's he?"
T-U-C-K-Z, that's me, and again
Who's he?
Lyrically spray man with the Uzi
They're like "he's so sick, who's he?"
T-U-C-K-Z, that's me, and
It's T to the U, can't mock that
Can't mock that, you can't flop that
Got bars that'll mek a man hop back
Chatting and bragging about how they gonna cock back
It's not that, rudeboy, stop that
Down with the warring, you don't want combat
I can see in your eyes, you're not on that
And I'm on that, you don't want that
