Big Bad EK back full affect

Knocked on hells door and came back smoking zeds

Till smoking heads if anybody sends

Not a gang. Me and Stats in the ends moving edge



Man'll drop you one time if you ever test

But I'm tryna calm my mind with these trees like bonsai

But some might pree the wrong eye then they meet the wrong guy

Two sides like Geminis this Cancer can can go left



Still my mind on the prize see the gems in my eyes

Lyrics like a cunch line

One line
Have you spinning nuff times

Like it’s Wray and raw shine. That’s E with dots tryna ruin your life


And I’m up in the studes tryna ruin your hype

I got Dubz. Go and ask Dubz

If he features in a war then you know I got Dubz

But I’d rather feature Jammz and you know I got Dubz



They where like who?

Still don’t get views but they all pree my moves

Demi God energy when I’m in the room

Cos I might spare him them smiting your crew

You were moving loose acting like you never knew



That the bars ratatata when I spray em on tunes

Hot like Casablanca the way that we move

So why would I wanna be you

I’d rather write my last tune and wrap my neck with a noose



I could never live like that

So I’d rather die than to ever be like man

Different like my sight

See angles tighter than vice

You could never try sly man. Me charm snakes just dippy these pythons



Wickedest tune.

Bruddas look large in the likklest room

Tell that yout he's a buffoon
Perception is everything.

See him with his kettle bling but watching me and how I move

That’s fine

Oh so sublime, how could you avert your eyes?
I be suttin so divine
Some might see and then despise
That just shows me that you’ll fall when the end of days arrives
Poetry and still I rise



So i’m bless

Billing up a meds. You never stress innovative intellect.

Primitive creatures. Breeding up skeezers.

I’m Big Bad you likkle youts are any pests



Back on my arrogant vibe

Like I come into crib and fuck your wife

And take your rice our pot then put my feet up while I dine


Tell your yout to build my zoot

Pass a Capri Sun I'm thirsty

Your Mrs telling you to leave cos she wants greeze and you're nerdy



And shes loving all this gangsta vibe and I knows that I’m a prick

But thats just the life we live
I got broski on the wing

I he was flying birds now he’s birded bit

Now your birds talking work and how she'll flip all of those bits



But I’m rolling through with Nuggz and he's chatting to your sister

E to the k under your skin like a blister

All up in your brain I might haunt you like a whisper

Death upon me and but you could never kill the king cuz



Guys thought they were really on treason

November 4th fire works when I’m speaking

Bun up them weaklings and label them heathens

Killa just killing them and leaving witnesses so speechless



Cos I can make your jaw dance cuz

If I'm spitting on the riddim or swinging and getting crud

From a place where it’s mad but we move through like it’s casj
Vex but never sad
We either warring or get funds



And it’s E to the K from a slum called Newham

Where bruddas bog you down like say you knew em

It can leave things ruined

All these things I’m pursuing