British gas

[Intro] Yo, what the fuck is up, you goddamn motherfuckers? This ain't no sweet tea, bitch, this the trap's real heat, Hamza! Got that raw shit, British Gas ain't got a fucking clue. Step the fuck back, this whole damn track is for Hamza, screw you! [Verse 1] Out the fucking gutter, where the rats and roaches dwell, Every single motherfucker knows I raise hell. See me on the street, wrench in hand, fixing the damn pipe, This ain't no fucking joke, British Gas, the trap is ripe. Boiler's busted, bitch? I'm the one they fucking call, While these dickheads rappin', I'm just watching profits fall. Hamza knows the hustle, from the grime to the gold, This cold world's a bastard, stories gotta be told. No more fucking handouts, ain't no sympathy, Just pure, uncut grit, you filthy motherfucker, see? Hamza's on the grind, every damn fucking day, Ignorant assholes, they just get in my fucking way. Stackin' up the paper, from the pipes to the score, These punk-ass bitches better kneel and hit the floor. This ain't no fucking game, it's a war, you fucking know, Watch my empire rise, Hamza, watch the money flow. [Hook] Yo, this British Gas, Hamza, feel the fucking pressure! Ain't no half-steppin', bitch, we just gainin' pleasure. My fucking boiler's hot, Hamza, the street's on fire, punk! Every damn lyric, Hamza, takin' you higher, drunk On this power, motherfucker, ain't no turnin' back. This the real damn deal, Hamza, on a savage attack. British Gas, Hamza, yeah, we bringing the heat! For my fucking brother, Hamza, can't be beat! [Verse 2] I came up from nothing, these fake rappers talk their shit, While I'm out here working, making sure the damn pipes fit. Every single fitting, every fucking bolt I turn, Is a lesson for these losers, watch these bridges burn. They talk about the bling, but they ain't got the fucking grind, Hamza's got that realness, leaving all their weak asses behind. Yeah, I'm English, motherfucker, got that street-level might, Punch you in the fucking mouth, then I fix your boiler right. Gas mains runnin' deep, like the secrets that I keep, These jealous bastards whisper, while their whole damn world sleeps. Fuck their petty squabbles, their pathetic little games, Hamza's building legends, carving out his fucking name. I got that heavy metal, ain't no soft-ass pop for me, This the sound of progress, for the whole world to fucking see. Don't you ever doubt me, you miserable little worm, I'm a fucking force of nature, weatherin' every storm. [Hook] Yo, this British Gas, Hamza, feel the fucking pressure! Ain't no half-steppin', bitch, we just gainin' pleasure. My fucking boiler's hot, Hamza, the street's on fire, punk! Every damn lyric, Hamza, takin' you higher, drunk On this power, motherfucker, ain't no turnin' back. This the real damn deal, Hamza, on a savage attack. British Gas, Hamza, yeah, we bringing the heat! For my fucking brother, Hamza, can't be beat! [Bridge] From the fucking blueprints to the grime on my hands, I built this empire, Hamza, across these broken lands. They called me a nobody, a dirty gas engineer, Now they see the fucking power, shaking 'em with fear. Every fucking wrench swing, every meter I set, Is a silent middle finger, to every single threat. Hamza, we ain't stoppin', we just pushin' through the pain. [Verse 3] Don't come to my doorstep, with your fake-ass fucking smile, I see through that bullshit, been observing for a while. These snakes in the grass, they just wanna bite and sting, But I'm built different, I'm the fucking king. My crew is tight as fuck, no loose ends, no weak links, Hamza's got my back, through every damn thing. Yeah, they hated on me, called me a fucking rogue, Now they're begging for a handout, watching my money grow. British Gas ain't got shit on the fire that I possess, This raw power's real, ain't no fucking guess. I'm the nightmare you created, a monster, a fucking beast, Every fucking word I spit, is a venomous feast. [Hook] Yo, this British Gas, Hamza, feel the fucking pressure! Ain't no half-steppin', bitch, we just gainin' pleasure. My fucking boiler's hot, Hamza, the street's on fire, punk! Every damn lyric, Hamza, takin' you higher, drunk On this power, motherfucker, ain't no turnin' back. This the real damn deal, Hamza, on a savage attack. British Gas, Hamza, yeah, we bringing the heat! For my fucking brother, Hamza, can't be beat! [Hook] Yo, this British Gas, Hamza, feel the fucking pressure! Ain't no half-steppin', bitch, we just gainin' pleasure. My fucking boiler's hot, Hamza, the street's on fire, punk! Every damn lyric, Hamza, takin' you higher, drunk On this power, motherfucker, ain't no turnin' back. This the real damn deal, Hamza, on a savage attack. British Gas, Hamza, yeah, we bringing the heat! For my fucking brother, Ha