Play Your Position (Beckham) - Merky Ace

Yo, get a boot in the face like Beckham

Take man down in less than a second

Put on my kit like «come, we go get 'em»

Get the ting that kicks like Tekken

Raised in Lewisham, born in Peckham

A-C-E with the leathers

Out on the field, man are holding tekkers

Don’t compare me to none of these breddas

Cause they’re not on warring

I be on the frontline, frontline touring

When I’m on the frontline, blood start pouring

Upfront striker, shots I’m scoring, bang

I’ll bore him

Always close with the nizzy just for him

I don’t put my half, I put all in

For my team, so long with the talking

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham

Don’t get it twisted cause I do tunes

Man are on sight in the war, not verbal

When I do moves, there is no reversal

I was doing late night foots rehearsal

Skid around the corner and let out a turtle

Left man red like circle

Dem boy washed like Hercule

We’re the reality, they are virtual

I’ve been putting in work like fuck are you saying?

Meet me on the field anywhere, any day

It will get grey, anyone’s prey

You know how I stay

I’ve got the something on me

Show man strawberry mutton

press people button

Cook that beef with the oven

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham

Talk to the farda, talk to the farda

Wanna get big?

Then talk to the farda

Holler at me with the right P

And the right enquiry, I’ll talk to the farda

Be easy, I’ve got that llama

Put it to your skin like Imperial Leather

raves, no dubplate drama

Exit wounds when I inflict karma

It’s not who?

It’s me

Can’t diss a man in Family Tree

I’ll fly down on the dinged off

Watch what you say when you open your boat

Come with a shotty just like Raoul Moat

Hand ting fast like Usain Bolt

Done a tune with Dizzee but never went ghost

Bally, no bare face when I’m involved

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham

Man ain’t threatened

Always on point, don’t lack with the weapon

If a likkle man wan' get out his place

He will get a boot in the face like Beckham

Straight to the point, I ain’t inna no penance

Don’t wanna listen?

I’ll teach him a lesson

When it kicks off, I’m ready, no fretting

Get a boot in the face like Beckham