**Ragga Style**

Flash It Up !

I'm lyricaly wise an we know your mic shy Lighter in the sky but me dont know a why ~
now you got Skiba up on ya hi-fi an when i touch down i'll make you young fucks cry ~
bad boy on the road bout to do a drive by, chop off the mans head an see the inside lie ~
call up ya bitch she got hot under colla, asked her to spit but she knew she had to swalla ~
I said i'd pay her tomorra, she said pay up but she aint worth a single dolla ~
It must be the pits you stuck in the middle of all this, wanna witness your familys fitness ~
or thier sickness, family dismiss, Your dismissed from your familys iris ~
grab ya by the throat make ya tell the truth, dont lock ya doors i'll come through the roof ~
step up to me your gonna lose a tooth, exersise your mind you've got loss of proof ~
hide ya keys i'll take ya life, i'll burn ya house then rape your wife ~
Aint gonna be blunt i'll be sharp as a knife ~

**Stlye Switch To Jungle**

You aint spotted me yet coz i'm to damn small, hidin behind the lights on ya hallway wall ~
your to out of the way to be noticed at all, can ya guess what it is yet - fly on the wall ~
Dont say i'm bad an dont say i'm rude, wavin your hand so i'll groove as you move ~
too late mate your crews been chewed, get out my face coz i aint in tha mood ~
i'm the fly on the wall your time to sob, i'l skin u alive like corn on the cob ~
you'll get messed up by me an my mob, you aint got a say so shut your GOB ....

Good Luck Bruva ... No Hate