My name's Harry B,
My lyrical skills are on my CV,
Fuck off if you don't know me,
I work up a sweat if I get rowdy,

I do this quite easily,
Pick up the pace on the MIC,
Sit back and pop an E,
Its the only way you'll keep up with me,

I wrote these lyrics in HMP,
I got locked up, Not Guilty Plea,
Banged up, bored out my tree,
So I wrote these words to a melody,

Yeah boy, can't you see,
Ive got what it takes to be an MC,
I knew what I was gonna be,
'Cos I've been spittin out rhymes since nursery