[Verse 1: Tommy B]
The passion is war like a Monday night in the stakes
With the papers used to get high with your mates
Fuck the old me, I buried him
I come back as man and I'm wiping the slate (clean)
Geezers get themselves right in a state
Whenever I grab the mic and I spray
They can't get in my lane I travel at light-speed
When I ride beats I can't use the highway
So hit the highway you little mug
I'm fucked up like sluts doing bumps in the pub
Couple man told me I shouldn't do grime
How can I stop I'm in love with the stuff
This ain't no game to me but I can make emcees get stuck in the mud
I'm way too abrupt I'll be shaking 'em up
They ain't got no heart like I aimed at their lung
Any bets on the table I'm takin' 'em up
Laughing the whole way down to the bookies
Wanna know why I don't do too many sets anymore?
I can't be surrounded by rookies
These guys just piss me off like the geezers on beaches shouting 'lookie'
I don't understand their gibberish, it's like they're speaking in wookie

[Hook: Tommy B]
I ain't fucking around today I ain't coming around to play
You better come out my way, you better come out my way
I ain't fucking around today I ain't coming around to play
You better come out my way, you better come out my way
I ain't fucking around today I ain't coming around to play
You better come out my way, you better come out my way

[Verse 2: Tommy B]
I don't care what you've done with a Pyrex bowl
On the microphone I still dissect fully
If I get booked for a rave up north be warned when I tell you it's gonna get mucky
Heard a certain guy say he was gonna spin me
Hold on wait how could he?
I'm top of the table and I'm more than capable
Come against T you'll break like cookies
So stop milkin' it you can't censor me I won't filter it
I've been down in the dumps so low that I didn't have no will to live
So just seal your lips
You ain't felt my pain, you ain't been where I've been
God holds my reins
I used to mask my emotions
These days I just show my face
I'm way off the scale it can't hold my weight
I was off the rails until I found my faith
If you did the same thing expecting a different result
Then surely that's insane
Done it anyway and I run myself into the ground
But now man are out of the cage
Free roaming the scene with a dream that my music could make a change
[Hook]
I ain't fucking around today I ain't coming around to play
You better come out my way, you better come out my way
I ain't fucking around today I ain't coming around to play
You better come out my way, you better come out my way
I ain't fucking around today I ain't coming around to play
You better come out my way, you better come out my way

[Verse 3: Devlin]
Brother I'm not fucking around but ladies in my life say otherwise
So ahead of myself in this race it's like I was sent back from another time
McFly will find a son in grime
Who's like I can't ride with no-one I'm nice
Baking you might get bun or sliced
I ain't faking I'm here with a bloody knife
I'm cutting my own two legs off
And they still ain't coming up the sides
You messed up then died when I touched the mic
I've been killing emcees since double 05
Body count like Bundy
Spun me, who? That's nothing but a bag full of lies
If they think that they're looking on point then they will be when I put tacs in their eyes
Whatever they throw at me I'll cope with
Keep it moving I'm a poet in motion
Keep abusin' everybody inside this of this hopeless ocean full up with jokers
Parasites I see vultures politics and all the hocus pocus
I ain't fucking around today tomorrow, the next day after is hopeless
Tryna swing with Jim, to swing with Jim is like trying to rid the bling off any real man here
That be doing this thing it's on top like OT when we stormed in
Rest in peace Stormin'
Like a poker bet it's all in now fuck 'em
I told Tommy B keep coming with the bars so hard retards can't touch 'em
I ain't fucking around today I ain't fucking around today
Tomorrow, next year, the year after
You might wanna stay well away
I ain't fucking around today I ain't fucking around today
Tomorrow, next year, the year after
So you might wanna stay well away