REALI-T:

Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Man I couldn't care less who your gang is, nah.
Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Brudda don't let me hit you with the Madness, nah.

SUTHERLAND:

Pigs flying in the choppers above,
a white face in the hood just like the Conjuring nun.
If you got a problem then what's gotta be done
is me putting hands on a pussy like I was honouring Trump.
Well aware that a therapist can't help me like the booth can,
used to be influenced by Rode but I'm a Neumann.
Finish writing; run my fingers in the cool tap
and I'm definitely sharp off the top like the Ku Klan.
Oh Lord! More ready to punch than Bonesaw,
it's me against the World and I'll fuck it until my bones sore.
Primark ballers chatting money on their dole course
but I provide my POV like I mounted a GoPro.
So don't be acting like I'm overreacting,
when I be overly active in showing only this passion.
Vocally snapping to get me globally active,
while my whole team is laughing at your lack of local reaction.

REALI-T:

Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Man I couldn't care less who your gang is, nah.
Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Brudda don't let me hit you with the Madness.

JUST B:

Welcome to the house of fun; I'm on a madness,
I still do the rounds get spun on every tracklist.
There acting like I'm out of practice, are ya daft kid?
I mastered me craft everything I write's everlasting.
This is just the beginning for me and most have past it,
divnt wanna swing it with me I will close the casket.
Backwards if you wanna clash; outclass ya with me stanzas.
Slaughter guys inside there gaff and hammer dancing actors.
It's like I'm peppering with a beretta with every letter,
remember when I was a nobody, nobody cared but now I'm better than ever.
The weather is always December;
100 percenter take of ya mask see through the pretender.
No hidden agenda;
come and remove a brick like jenga.
Now who’s the biggest contender?
Living on blocks filled with offenders.
They're scared to enter in the centre where no one defends ya.
My life is stuck on hold a visual waiting to render;
and where I'm from it's always been no retreat no surrender.

REALI-T:

Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Man I couldn't care less who your gang is, nah.
Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Brudda don't let me hit you with the Madness.

I can't help it if you can't win,
can't really help if you can not win.
Enter the booth like who can stop him?
Say he's got an ill mind when he hops in.
I guess I was supposed to fall, nah.
Was getting too close to call, yeah.
I wasn't going ghost at all, nah.
Don't make me get emotional, yeah.

Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Man I couldn't care less who your gang is, nah.
Don't let me hit you with the Madness,
you've been taunting me; I can't stand it.
Are you seeing all these bars that I brandish?
Brudda don't let me hit you with the Madness.