Jack

**\[Intro\]**

*Yo, this that mad vibe, get your shh straight*

*Silent company creepin’, keep your beak out the gate*

*Drill music in your chest, feel the 808s shake*

*If you ain’t ’bout that bread, bruv, do a face-ache*

**\[Verse 1\]**

Yo, if you got nothin’ productive to chat, shut your trap—*shh*

We ghost in the cut, schemin’ how to flip racks, quick maths

Silent company, no cunch, just a pack of wolves in the trap

Jack of all trades, skrrt the whip, no cap, I don’t lack in the act

Master of none? Nah, fam—I master the *run*, get the job done

No time for dickheads, just paper-stacks, tally the sum

Move onto the next one, no tears when the opps get spun

Cheetham hill to crumpsall, this city’s a clip, we click-clack for fun

Health is wealth? True say, but my shooter’s on protein

Freedom’s priceless, still duckin’ the Fed’s in my Gucci Tech sheen

Life’s a flick, bruv—*speed of stealth*, like a Glock in a dream

Mandem ghost through the block, no cctv, no meme

**\[Chorus\]**

If you ain’t talkin’ p’s, keep your lips *shut*

We don’t do chit-chat, just spliffs and dutch

Silent company creepin’, no snitchin’, no crutch

Life’s a drill, fam—either step up or get *touched*

Health is wealth, but we still chase that rush

Freedom’s priceless, so we hustle in hush

**\[Verse 2\]**

Jack of all trades? More like jack of all *blades*

Skengs in the ride, no ULEZ, we fade into the haze

Master of none? Nah, mastered the *run* when the Feds parade

Job done, next one—bricks in the van, no delay

Move in silence, no tik-tok, no IG live

Mandem schemin’ in DMs, no paper trail to derive

Life’s a stealth jet, bruv, you blink and it’s *gone*

One wrong move, your ends get zapped like a Nando’s prawn

Health is wealth, but my shooter’s on Monster and vapes

Freedom’s a myth when your postcode’s got APEC gates

Mandem stay low like the Nike ticks on creps

If you ain’t clockin’ figures, keep your chat ’bout reps

**\[Bridge\]**

Yo, life’s a flick, innit? Frame by frame, no rewind

Speed of stealth, no footprints, just mud on the grind

Jack of all trades, but the game’s got no kind

Master of *exit* when the bizzies get behind

**\[Chorus\]**

If you ain’t talkin’ p’s, keep your lips *shut*

We don’t do chit-chat, just spliffs and dutch

Silent company creepin’, no snitchin’, no crutch

Life’s a drill, fam—either step up or get *touched*

Health is wealth, but we still chase that rush

Freedom’s priceless, so we hustle in hush

**\[Outro\]**

*Speed of stealth*—life’s a blur, no encore

Mandem vanish like Bitcoin, no tracks, no lore

If you ain’t on the payroll, keep your beak *sore*

Man's bumpin’ this drill—core to the floor…