Try to get to my flat
And I see him talking
Triple up my pace,
Got me speed walking
Nothing gets under my
Feet like his evil eye
Got to get past them
All and inside

I fall and I leap and
I´m freaking out
Nowhere near my place and I
Know that they´ve seen me now
My lace got caught and
It brought me down
Now he´s right above me
And shouting out

You´re now talking
To the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am
Kicking off (x2)

You have stepped on my turf
And I see you walking
Rumours all around you´ve
Been breathe talking
Nothing gets under my feet
Like you wasted kind
So don´t be spitting rhymes
On my time
Standing on your hand now
You´re screaming out
So say it to my face if you´ve
Got something to shout about
Call for your boys but they
Ain´t here now
Dizzy in your eyes as I hang
You out to dry

You´re now talking
To the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am
Kicking off (x2)

Topboy
You think you´re
Something don´t ya
Well these are all my runnings
And soon your days
Are gonna end
Topboy
I´ve been here for a year
I know no one can take me
So soon your days are gonna end

Boy, you´re going down
You´re going down
You´re going down

I tried to get to my flat
And I saw him talking
Quickened up my pace,
I was speed walking
I never made it there
To my blue front door
And now I´m lying here and
There´s claret on the floor

You´re now talking
To the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am
Kicking off (x2)