VERSE 1

I'm in the game 'till the wheels fall off I feel trapped
If I puncture you'll re-tyre so you know you need Jack
Few seconds let you understand that
And in that allotted time I'm a go get my strap
Strallabeezy fam take it easy
There's bare face don't care who see's me
Don't want to get greezy but fam please move the decimel
Your skills next to mine are like infinitesimal
So.....um I need the correct pay in the correct way
Will select direct shot won't select stray
Won't be accidental but incidental in your demise i'll be implemental
Then.....gone speed off in the rental Dkeelo at the wheel
Don't ask me how I feel fam I feel real
Because I know you thought you had this
Untill you realised rudeboy I'm on a madness

CHORUS
Rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell your mum rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell my mum rudeboy I'm on a madness
Go get your gun rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaadness
I'm on a madness
Don't tell the heads rudeboy I'm on a madness
Go make your bed rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell the feds rudeboy i'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaaadness

VERSE 2

Fade to obscurity observation will show you that I don't need security
As long as I got my strap then then the premise is secure to me
That's all that matters
You niggers need to scatter like the shotgun cartridge
Ain't talking megadrive when I'm talking blow the cartridge
Your lucky your alive that's a good enough dive
You know similar to Drogba see analyse my verses this is my dogma
Still here? I find that laudible almost applaudable
But to be here shouldn't be in your thoughts at all
I'm a merk you and I won't get caught at all
Or even get court at all
Cameras running but we know it never caught it all
Straps boras yeah fam we brought it all
I know your pissed
Because I know you thought you had this
Untill you realised ruderboy I'm on a madness

CHORUS
Rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell my mum rudeboy I'm on a madness
Do't tell your mum rudeboy I'm on a madness
Go get your gun rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaadness
I'm on a madness
Don't tell the heads rudeboy I'm on a madness
Go make your bed rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell the feds rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaadness

VERSE 3

Gunshot alone won't relieve the stress
Too busy trying to impress your empress
Or tempt your temptress
Hope your stick's in your bird's nest
Then you want to talk like it's all bless
I'll tell you suck your mum like incest
Which may be hard for you to ingest
But everything I say is serious it's not in jest
Your in the amateur ranks this is the protest
Step in the club they be leaving
Cos they believe him
When he says it's something hot your receiving
If you try to decieve him
That goes for attempted robbery's or any type of thieving
Listen fam your not a critic your a listener
You don't know what's sick or ill like medical practioner
I know your pissed
Because I know you thought you had this
Untill you realised rudeboy I'm on a madness

CHORUS
Rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell your mum rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell my mum rudeboy I'm on a madness
Go get your gun rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaadness
I'm on a madness
Don't tell the heads rudeboy I'm on a madness
Go make your bed rudeboy I'm on a madness
Don't tell the feds rudeboy i'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaaadness