Yeah it's J. FUCKING H. I. O .S.
GREAT YARMO PERJURY.
IT'S THE INFINITE EXCHANGE.

Man got P's
Man bun weed
Man got love 
Man run keys
Man bun trees
Man bust gun 

Man done what
Man done who
Man done none 
Man live free
Man done deed
Man from slum 

Man got washed up one day and I put it on mums
Nan and granddad died then man went mad on the run
One whole year shed no tear Crimewatch done 
Man was killing the roads yeah back in the day for fun
Seen a funeral one day poor mum lost her son 
Can't do what I do can't talk about shit that I done
Keep bringing it up I might take a tool to your gums
Stop messaging man that's just what Babylon wants
Bare evidence fam don't wanna be one of them cunts
Sitting in jail and wondering why I got done
I wanna live life on a wave man don't be dumb
Okay then, come check this
Everybody knows that I'm wreckless
Eating MC's for my breakfast
I'm old-school, like Vespas
Going for a drink up Spencers
Don't wanna catch me a sentence
My flows hard like dentures...
But I never need any dentists
Yeah I'm rare like respect is
I don't need any mentions
I don't want the attention
When I'm concealing a weapon
Nobody else here in my spectrum
I only chill with a few I select them
And I ain't really one for that nonsense
Been through enough bullshit it was constant
I hear talk like they all out to kill me
Go ahead man then bury me in Filby
I fear none of them its bullshit clearly
I'm a dead man but the fans still hear me
Yeah, get it grilled on the barbie
Sit and chill with a halfy
Ring the gals have a party 
They all want the salami
Yeah I'm joking and laughing
Chill n bill a zoot when I'm soaking n bathing
Relax in the tub have a scrub smoke a bud
Don't talk any crud im just keeping it real fam 
Yeah I'm chilled out kicked back
Pop town get a Big Mac
Grab a big bottle cognac
Anyting your on yeah I'm on that
I wanna make music and get stacks
I don't wanna lose it I'm on track
I used to abuse it I went mad
But where I'm at now id never turn back 
Still get mad parra
Still wrapping up a banger
Nobody's like man i put the mic in my hand im cold like Iceland i hit them like a hammer
Yeah, my eyebrows on fleek
Uh, And what you geek
Too many pricks giving bare man cheek
When I see them on road yeah i put them to sleep
Like shutup you neeks come ruck in these streets
Say you got a gun come and bust it you freak
Been waiting all week for a bang in these teeth
So many bitches giving me grief
Open up a bottle man im drinking it neat
Rolling up the front with a blunt full of weed
I'm chilling in the sun man im loving them beams
They calling me a cunt but fuck em leave em be
They probably sucking off the c.i.d
Yeah sucking off the c.i.d
What, im not pissed off life's good
Yeah, living life like I should

Haha

J. H. I. O. S. embracing chaos with the revolutionary regime. all operatives, activated. protocols initiated. through the fires ashes we rise.

SCR3WFAC3 - The Chaotic Orderist

This is a music outlet and entertainment platform to be used by SCR3WFAC3 fans and audiences.

This platform is an outlet for all of his raps across various genres such as Grime, UK drill, trap, and British hip hop.
If you would like to feature with SCR3WFAC3 and this channel or if you have any other enquiries, please get in touch -screwfacegang@gmail.com.

DISCLAIMER:
The views and opinions expressed in these videos are those of the artist(s) featured, and do not represent the views of SCR3WFAC3 PRODUCTIONS.