Step backnGettin in your face like we're in your arse crackn2 white boys with a message and a sack of the finest beats and a lyrical attacknnIts the rise of a new breednMessin up your system like we're GM weednFeel free to sit and listen to the latest interventionnHave you had a revelation? Thats the motherfucking questionnnRest assured we're the S.U.B.nYou're never gonna see us in the N.M.E.nKeepin it tight we're the real fuckin dealnCheap, shit and nasty like a toy in a happy mealnnThat aint to say that we aint got skillsnMy name's not OJ but this shit killsnYou're under our spell til this shit endsnLeave MCs sinking like a whale in the ThamesnnKeepin it real with the S.U.B.nnLast month we had a run-in with the lawnSince when were you not allowed to party til 4?nThe copper rang the bell cos he couldn't knock the doornThe fucking glass bit was smashed on the floornnRight we've had a complaint about the noisenSaid it was coming from 2 student white boysnWhilst I'm here do you mind if I quiz ya?nWhat's the deal with the king size rizla?nnWe said it's used for origaminThe cop fucking bought it we were really fucking jammynWe pack more heat than the army and the RAFnMore dangerous than a pool party at Barrymore's gaffnnKeepin it real with the S.U.B.nnPull up to the club in a Ford FiestanGlasgow fuckin bouncers always need to test yanPointing out the names on the guestlist sheetnFast-track through to the VIP suitennLettin people in 5 girls at a timenSittin back, drinkin up, listening to grimenIt's gonna make you tingle like a finger down your spinenThe ladies are fine and the music's sublimennSo smoke up and sit back in your chairnWe'll leave a smile on your face like Cherie BlairnWe're never stoppin, bombs are droppin when its Finnie and menJourney to a new dimension with the S.U.B.nnKeepin it real with the S.U.B.