no actin', baby this real action Beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me I know you're Halle Berry, baby this no actin' I beat it up so bad you
acting, baby this is real action Beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me I know you're Halle Berry, baby there's no acting I beat it up so bad
down here Watch them disappear The truth is they never had no future They never had no past I was alone I was alone again This beat on London's sky
walls are thin But stil we're strong We're broken but we beat as one [Natasha:] Oh, I'm coming from the streets of London What I'm saying happens everywhere
while they was like go whale im so way ahead of them im unpaved I did justice to Justice one fre' one thing that you niggas must acknowledge, I beat beats
voices calling all over the world Coro: All over the world, everybody got the word Everybody everywhere is gonna feel tonight Everybody walkin' down the street, everybody movin' to the beat
stay n-ggerrific you don't needa ask why (?) [Chorus - Will.I.am] I cant believe it its so amazing this club is heating this party's blazin' I can't believe it this beat
Where? London. London? London. London? Yes, London! You know: fish, chips cup o' tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary fucking Poppins, London. Whoo Kid
Stand up tall Rascit, boy in the corner I still roll deep Young star gimme the beat and let me prove London city forever you're not a still creep Ain
I came from the London underground Then I took my sound and spread it over ground Yes I'm leveling over clouds I'm on top but holding it down The kings
like couple man i knowwww Snitch (know) Plonka (know) Fool Yo if you stackin up p and you aint frontin then you have the right to represent London Know
Some of my family doing good, most doing dope I from Virginia where they hang n-ggas by a rope I used to see my momma getting beat down! Is that the real
gets all the money All the money Maybe that's right A fat funky fruit with a whole lot of tang A little something called, doing our own thang Breaking the beat
sleep is for the living and not a utensil that I require I swear i said, that i'll sleep when im dead whos on the beat upon the feature with Ed its D-
Who told you that I make garage? Wiley Kat'z got his own style s'not garage Make it in the studio but not in the garage Here in London there's a sound
this buzz All I want is a kiss and a hug but somebody told specsavers i can't see no love Days,Months years. Blood,sweat,tears I walk the streets of london
how I used to get beat up Peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every three months My life's like kinda what my wife's like Fucked up after I beat