Karaoké Fire Blaze Rascals & Professor Green

Kill off off your CD case I'll bill off

This time last year you was cold but

Now you're old and dead and fell off

You know me bro white kid with a boasy flow

I will tell man once

I will raise hell if it's hell man want

And my name rings bells when I'm here my don my don you can't pull em off

Can't run with the style you ain't cool enough

Loud ras they think that I talk a lot

Underground scene I'll leave it cornered off

I'm totally you're not

E three L O N we bop eyes locked when I bop to the shop 'cos I'm a real don ain't costing a lot

We are gon' burn the place down down

Rude boy fire up, fire up flame on, turn it up loud loud

Rude girl light 'em up we running London town

We'll raise the underground

Nah fool you ain't fucking with a Rascal

Hell living nah it won't change and no you cannot relate cah my world's different

A new day a new wave and these fakes wanna hop on my page cah it's well written yeah basic no help given

Yeah that ape shit but it smells different

You know what it is me and Scribz up in hell's kitchen

And we're cooking it up with food for thought and plates to serve

Stir it up mixing flames with words

And you fools best duck when it sprays it burns

'Cos when I take a track it's a wrap like a parcel

You might get lapped on a track in going past all

Can't be touched

We are gon' burn the place down down can't fuck with a Rascal

Rude boy fire up, fire up flame on, turn it up loud loud

Rude girl light 'em up we running London town

We'll raise the underground

Nah fool you ain't fucking with a Rascal

Nah fool you ain't fucking with a Rascal

Living that real life real guy with a ill mind

My cup fill mine

ASAP trill life

Drinking up whatever's in my cup

And we live it up 'cos it feels right

Rip him up if he's spitting tough

And we'll hit him up 'cos we kill guys

Physically or mentally we run the game fuck a referee

Class ninety till the death of me and I ain't got the energy to think about my enemies

Especially when all they have for me is jealousy

But you can hate while

I'm raising that temperature

We be putting in work while you're resting up

We are gon' burn the place down down

Rude boy fire up, fire up flame on, turn it up loud loud

Rude girl light 'em up we running London town

We'll raise the underground

Nah fool you ain't fucking with a Rascal

We are gon' burn the place down

Turn it up loud

Nah fool you ain't fucking with a Rascal