[Intro] In my city I’m dark knight In my city I’m dark knight Bright lights, in my city I’m dark knight In my city I’m dark knight
[Verse 1] When you try to step to me then I’m fetch the ladder See I be coming up the ranks and I ain’t talking shabba Pussy smelling the petal from a lavender And if you think you on my page, we on a different chapter I like the scene, I’m like a rappers wrist What they claim to have and selling all those bricks That’s why they fucking with my music, cause it’s pure and honest While these other rappers changing to the trends like Hot Topic Non-stoppin’, jaw-droppin’, I’m awe-shockin' I’m English and I’m fly, I guess I’m Mary Poppins Take a flight to LDN, I let the labels cop it See they fighting over me cause I make a profit And the music industry is fucked, I know it all so well So when I tell them “kiss my ass”, they say they never kiss and tell Will I be the greatest ever? Let my music sell itself But as far as I’m concerned, I got it wrapped up like a bell Money smell like creed, a duff of Louis V See I can spit this simple rap shit, but man that’s kinda weak Danny Seth is who I be, I shine like jewelry Smoke a J up in the booth, shit I gone forgot the D Thats DJ booth I’d be the proof that london starts for me And if they hating on me, switch the languages like C'est la vie [?] Never started from the bottom but no one on top of me Smoking old batted G’s Beni Ourain while you sleep When you wake up, you can find your mistress laying next to me I ain’t lying when I say I’m about to save my country I spit that Himalayan shit, I’m moving mountains with my speech boy! You can’t touch me with this rap shit I only spat 4 years, I got more fire then some match sticks How I am blowing up, thats some talent plus some tactics But for now, I feel like chilling like a mattress See I’m making Perception the greatest ever While I see thes other white boys try and copy like a mirror See I heard your shit before it sounded kinda weak Watch me blowing from the sidelines, guess it’s time to peek Well then fuck it, give me something I can fuck with Give me something one who got style, talent Someone who can touch me, there’s no one That’s why I’m moving forward with my rhythms Using synonyms and anecdotes to strengthen how I’m spiting Deviling the details of my fit from hellment Lang, let me spark this PF Chang and show you how I’m smelling So that coppers seeing me and smelling me, you get it So now you’ve got to hear me out for like 10 further seconds Never judge me off my color, outfit or my presence Just listen to my words and tell me I ain’t sent from heaven I ain’t satan but no reverend felt with tighter than insult leggings Man The British Coming tell them Danny sent you, woo!
[Outro] TBAC, TBAC Cause its bright lights, in my city I’m dark knight In my city I’m dark knight Shouts to DJ Booth, each and every time I ain’t even started, I been working hard on Perception you feel me (The British Are Coming) It’s gonna be worth the wait I promise MD$ on the beat, killin’ it TBAC, the British coming