| Yo | |
| New Poooomplex | |
| I'm clocking them fake rappers | |
| Eating oxygen cakes | |
| Go home, listen to Boy Better Know | |
| I sold more than the box ever made | |
| But if you're on my side | |
| Chill, relax, and enjoy the ride | |
| I'm not a one hit wonder boy | |
| Trust me, I make music all the time | |
| Someone's [? ] shotting today | |
| Everybody's got something to say | |
| If I quick this music to my road | |
| Half of you guys will have nothing to play | |
| See I hear this stuff all the time | |
| You think you can write bars like mine | |
| Look on your lyric books and you'll find | |
| 3, 14159 | |
| I only make badboy tunes | |
| So when there's all five man in the room | |
| All communication stops | |
| 'Cause if you don't hear me, then you're doomed | |
| You can't test me, you might be yeh pro | |
| I don't care, I'm mighty and so | |
| When you see my mix album on the shelves, cop that | |
| It's a deal like Ikea | |
| On the Boy Better Know CD you'll get | |
| Bare tunes from JME, you best | |
| Play my tunes at full volumes and shout | |
| Shh hut yuh muh, rudeboy, poomplex, diickhead | |
| You know I'm the best | |
| Your favourite MC, there's no contest | |
| Lyrically I'm ahead of the rest | |
| Poooomplex | |
| I wear my own dance | |
| Man see me roll on own arms | |
| Turn them, shh hut yuh muh, there's no [? ] | |
| Rudeboy, wipe your lips, why just [? ] | |
| I've got my own T's | |
| Man see me and think I got p's | |
| Turn them, eyo fam, you know me | |
| Still hustlin for my food to eat | |
| I only go pops, the? is a must | |
| Plus if I can't get into the pool club | |
| If not then I'll go make a dub | |
| I don't do collabs | |
| Hold me down like I've got? | |
| But I'm slipping, washboard abs | |
| [? ], are you mmmmaad? |