Words From RA - Cadet

Run up on your set-et with a ten

And I can put it in your chest

I make a nigga wanna call a medic

Don’t tell 'cause that snap like a card game

Ayy, you see boy?

I need a Barclay

Make P’s off a blue square, that’s

The hardest guy since R. A, like R. A, so

jail, on New Year’s Eve, but there’s mice everywhere

but I ain’t there, but I ain’t there

Legend’s in the building, the legends are in the building

«Yeah, it’s R. A, a real dark ting.

The hardest that ever done it and still does

it.

Obviously, we’re talking 'bout this grime ting, innit, but I’m talking

'bout this garage ting, we’re talking 'bout this gangster grime.

We setted that crud off beats.

We setted that talking wicked on riddims.

We setted that all, darg.

'Nough MCs coming up now, no diss, but don’t wan'

take the homage.

It’s cool though.

But like I said, it’s a Southside ting to

the end, Southside of the bridge.

My brudda could then.

He came up off the dun,

he never came up on that free shit, so I have to go find him.

So like I said,

Commitment 2-I'm cosigning him, I’m giving him the torch.

Remember dat,

shell it down.

Anyobdy who’s got a problem with that, come see me.»