| Boy Better Know in the club stomping | 
| I’ve got paper, cash, wong, ching | 
| Any one of us can buy out the bar | 
| You used to be a ching chang chong ting | 
| Jump on the stage, grab the mic | 
| Make sure that I don’t say the wrong ting | 
| Any one of us can fuck up the dance | 
| Trust me, it’s a deep sing-along ting | 
| It’s not a long ting | 
| Done the dance, it’s not a long ting | 
| Don’t muck around, it’s not a long ting | 
| Tearing it down, it’s not a long ting | 
| It’s not a long ting | 
| Done the dance, it’s not a long ting | 
| Don’t muck around, it’s not a long ting | 
| Tearing it down, it’s not a long ting | 
| Wicked and quick | 
| Sicker than sick | 
| Start going on wicked and shit | 
| You man are thicker than thick | 
| I’ll do what I like and say | 
| Pick up the mic and spray | 
| Bill up the vibe and stay | 
| Raving from the night till day | 
| Tell the promoter «Send the P» | 
| Go to the bar, spend a G | 
| Turn the rave to what it’s meant to be | 
| Out rolling with Tempa T | 
| Like you didn’t know | 
| Durag box and an afro comb | 
| When us man step in the rave | 
| Boy better slew dem, better know | 
| Boy Better Know in the club stomping | 
| I’ve got paper, cash, wong, ching | 
| Any one of us can buy out the bar | 
| You used to be a ching chang chong ting | 
| Jump on the stage, grab the mic | 
| Make sure that I don’t say the wrong ting | 
| Any one of us can fuck up the dance | 
| Trust me, it’s a deep sing-along ting | 
| It’s not a long ting | 
| Done the dance, it’s not a long ting | 
| Don’t muck around, it’s not a long ting | 
| Tearing it down, it’s not a long ting | 
| It’s not a long ting | 
| Done the dance, it’s not a long ting | 
| Don’t muck around, it’s not a long ting | 
| Tearing it down, it’s not a long ting | 
| Next hype | 
| I’ll keep man clear off the mic | 
| (Clear!) Straight off the stage | 
| (Clear!) Can’t diss me on the mic | 
| (Clear!) Won’t be me in a fight | 
| (Clear!) See man struggle to write | 
| (Clear!) Stop shouting for help | 
| (Clear!) There’s no keeping you now | 
| It’s not long | 
| it’s not long | 
| Back out the rave at night, it’s not long | 
| Buy out the bar and that, it’s not long | 
| Piss me off and watch, it’s not long | 
| Out on the mic I spray, I’m half gone | 
| Come against me, you’ll learn to | 
| Be that guy | 
| It’s not a long ting | 
| Done the dance, it’s not a long ting | 
| Don’t muck around, it’s not a long ting | 
| Tearing it down, it’s not a long ting | 
| It’s not a long ting | 
| Done the dance, it’s not a long ting | 
| Don’t muck around, it’s not a long ting | 
| Tearing it down, it’s not a long ting | 
| I don’t care what you man say | 
| I’m a badman at the end of the day | 
| I’m raving six in the morning on a hype | 
| Don’t need no MDMA | 
| I don’t care what you man say | 
| I’m a badman at the end of the day | 
| Don’t smoke weed, don’t smoke cigarettes | 
| You man smoke like twenty a day | 
| Carry on, you’ll get sent to your grave | 
| Violate, you’ll get sent to your grave | 
| In fact, you’re gonna have to work flipping hard | 
| To not get sent to your grave | 
| 'Cause when I put pen to the page | 
| I don’t act like I went to the States | 
| Don’t run ya mout', rudeboy | 
| 'Cause I’ll murk you and all your friends on the stage | 
| Trust | 
| It’s not long | 
| Do not bait the set | 
| Yeah |