It's who dares wins in the city Sit pretty Locked On not Tripoli Get dressed for the party As i spit simile after simile Got the latest Nikes on my feet The streets merely reflect this bass line and beat Lock on to 102.6 the streets Kronenburg double doves and herbs actions speak louder than words Get fucked up sat on the curb Street geezers Accept me as your own Let me make myself at home I just ain't a clone Still got the monsta boy ring tone though Raised as a northern star With a London underground travel card.
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