(Is that you, Kela?)

Ne-ne-nemoj da sereš o parama jer parama kupićeš sanduk

Ne-ne-nemoj da sereš o ravama jer tvoja daje mi glavu

Noga u Najku, duvan u travu, komad u spravu

Bolje batali jer lako ovde-

Dok blejiš na gajbi sa ribom, Biba na traci sa Rizzom

Znaš da sledi-

Znaš da sledi ubistvo, dupli Chivas i belo na desne

Smotam džoint pa pustim im pesme

U mraku ima nas deset, to je kô tvojih pedeset

Reperi gde ste?

Cepamo sranje kô kurve i kese

Cepamo sranjе kô kurve i kese

Znatе li čiji je mesec?

Nećeš preživeti, nije ti ovo western

Dok ste bili na času

Sa bandom sam 'vatao štraftu

Sa bandom sam učio hasl

Crni Cerak, crni Newcastle

Hladni kô pretres, mračni kô London

Ona ne zna za bonton (Ah)

Skida se pronto, igra sa karom kao sa loptom

Ovde sam doktor, Žarkovo Kompton

Ovde sam doktor, Žarkovo Kompton

Žarkovo Kompton, ovde sam doktor

Crni smo Cerak, sipamo otrove

Blicem u mraku snimamo drotove

Sa kurvom na gajbi snimamo spotove

Repere praši kô botove, a pogledaj braću kô bogove

Ispod kapuljače furaju rogove

Za male pare kupićeš robove, posle zbog dugova salju u grobove

Svako ko kaže da probô je, taj laže zato što morô je

Sitna kinta za prolaz je, a naša vremena tek dolaze

Greška može da košta te, braći unutra pare su poslate

Brojke su porasle, ne-n-ne vidim ostale

Run a man down in me rain coat in a station, gotta say no (Negative)

Splash mans chest for the words that

He said and send him to God like "Hey, bro"

Won't stop till I see he's got a halo (Nah)

Then bounce from the scene, gotta lay low (Bounce)

He formal, he colour like a rainbow

What you sayin', bro?

You can get shaved up

If he gets seen on Elswick Road

I swear, he can't help this all, like

Got cheffed when I held this poke

Run with your helmet, bro

We got in that Elvis

Swing that pelvis styll (Swing, swing, swing, swing)

Pissed, no you can't help him

Slip and lacked, what have I taught him?

Plan goes wrong, I'm winging it

Swinging them shanks with brilliance

Me and Rizz like Ferb and Phineas

Don't talk about war, we're winnin' this

Spill this juice with Bruce like swimming

Bleach that shit, get rid of it

Grab that dotts for that job, by fillin' it

See me with Chris, it's a sticky predicament

They can never say we actin' bad

All the top boys been touched by gang (Top boys)

We make juice start leaking out

Then I'm pickin' 'em off like Duck Duck Goose

Blood on my face, I was quite amazed

How good this blood got stuck on my shoes

Or that ramz got stuck in his arms (Ouch)

Pull up like you're, wah gwaan, got caught like mystery

Out of a farm I sneak up close with a sword in my palm

Sneak up like "Please, be quiet"

I'm really getting tired of all the screams

And we really got sons in the rap game

But the trap game made me and my team

Rollin' run for black blade in ya back

We're sniffin' out that green

(Is that you, Kela?)