Lyrics:

Try to get to my flat and I see him talking
Triple up my pace
Got me speed walking

Nothing gets under my feet like his evil eye
Gotta get past them all
On the inside

I fall and I leap and I'm freakin' out
Nowhere near my place, and I know that they've see me now

My lace got caught and it brought me down
Now he's right above me and shouting out...

Your now talking to the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off
Your now talking to the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

You stepped on my turf and I see you walking
Rumours all around, you've been breathe talking
Nothing gets on my feet like your wasted kind
So don't be spitting rhymes on my time

Standing on your hand
Now your screaming out
So say it to my face if you've got something to shout about

Call for your boys
But they ain't here now
Dizzy in your eyes
As I hang you out to dry

Your now talking to the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off
Your now talking to the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

Topboy!
You think your something don't ya!
Well, these are all my runnings
And soon your days are gonna end!

Topboy!
I've been here for a year
I know no-one can take me
So soon your days are gonna end

Boy, your going down
Your going down
Your going down

Tried to get to my flat and I see him talking
Quickened up my pace
I was speed walking

I never made it there to my blue front door
And now I'm lying here and there's claret on the floor

Your now talking to the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off
Your now talking to the topboy of
Boxmoor flats and I am kicking off

Topboy!
You think your something better
Well, these are all my runnings
And soon your days are gonna end

Topboy!
I think your falling here
I don't know what I can say
And soon your days are gonna end