Skepta - The End lyrics

Oi hold tight my fans, yeah (Large up)
Sorry I took long but
You know how it is  (Go on then)
I don't care what no one says  (Skepta)

I'm a legend, a legend when I say oooooh
Boy Better Know I'm a myth, a myth
When you see Skepta, just bow to your master
Has he got a gun? No, no
Have I got one? yeah
And when I draw for the oooooh
Only thing you'll hear is boushya

Because bare wasteman wanna diss my tune
Same wasteman wanna spit on my tune
Wasteman bars can't fit on my tune
Try hard, still sound shit on my tune
And producers, they wanna bootleg my tune
Clash me and then end up dead on my tune
Just a little reminder of my tune
It was gunshots at Sidewinder for my tune
I wanna make Ps like Diddy
So don't come around acting silly
'Cause when you see me draw for the 9 mili
I'll make 2Face say "ho my diddy"
You get smoked like Philly
Think that you're big but you're
Just a likkle willy
I love magazines like Chantelle Fiddy
Jookie Mundo's got titties

Jookie's a batty
Why chatting about man's balls and batty?
Boy Better Know I will draw for the gatty
Burn out your mouth like a saltfish patty
Jookie's a fassy and he's a batty
Why chattting about man's balls and batty?
Boy Better Know I will draw for the gatty
Burn out your mouth like a saltfish patty

Jookie Mundo
Keep dissing me Matthew and Javan
Really and truly, that was the whole plan
Knew if I diss one man
I would get your whole crew
Saying my name while I finish my album
Now I owe you one because that's a third of
My advertising's done
But I heard couple man dissing my mum
So God forgive me if I buss my gun
(I'm like) God forgive me if I buss my nine
God forgive me if I buss my nine
I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne
But you dissed my mum so you crossed my
(line)
I'm like, God forgive me if I buss my nine
God forgive me if I buss my nine
I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne
But you dissed my mum so you crossed my
(line)

My name's J, I just wanna make money
Bare wasteman think life is sweet like honey
I don't scram, star
I just pull out the mash and
Put it to your tummy
Your girlfriend's flirting, carry on merking
Till you see fast shadows
In a Vectra, one dub eats man
Put the mash to your ribs and damage Javan
It's Skepta, I got the picky afro
Told you before, Boy Better Know
Van Damage ain't got one good flow
You try too hard but no, no
You look like a homo
You're the shittest MC in SLK
And if I was Flirta I would oooooh
I would kick you outta

I can't believe what I'm hearing
Who does Sniper think that he's scaring?
You can have biceps
Eight packs and triceps but you
Got a gay nose piercing
Kung Fu Style, Private Caller
Which one's worse? Your video looks like the
Advert from Fitness First
Even though you take steroids
You will get merked i don't mean on the mic
Shower man down on an R1 bike
Draw for the mash and start acting wild
And see if you still wanna do Kung Fu Style
Batty man can't follow me
I know Bomani's dealing with sodomy
Blud, I'll put a slug in your clothes
Don't come around here with a
Stud in your nose

Jookie Mundo can't bring it to Joe
Jookie Mundo ain't got no dough
Jookie Mundo don't earn no wages
Jookie Mundo's been ready to blow for ages
Since Deja 923
You wanna lash the same girls as me
So when I see your girlfriend
I'ma say "let's talk about sex baby"
Shut your mouth about "up in the air"
Firing straight, not up in the air
Send double 05 up in the air
Jookie Mundo, up in the air
The whole of East go up in the air
Taliban, who is he? Why is he here?
Tinchy, put the mash on his left ear
Them man don't wanna clash when I'm here

I got a ting in my boot like Stryder
Draw for the mash and aim it at Ryder
Don't ask why I'm slewing this chief
Because everybody knows I slew gap teeth
But here's his family
So is Knuckles, so is Angry so shh, dickhead
Before I draw for the Stanley
Draw for the tool (Go on then, go on then)
Think I'm a fool? (Go on then, go on then)
Draw for the mash (Go on then, go on then)
Still wanna clash? (Go on then)
Because I got bare man with me (Go on then)
Skengman with me (Go on then)
Showerman with me (Go on then)
Real wickedman with me
(Go on then, go on then, go on then)

I'll see you man in a rave