Alright Den

[Verse 1: MicTy]

Chat shit, get banged

Get my Vardy on, I'll be doing alright, then

Heard he's repping, watch me in 13 seconds

McGregor left, leave him right there

Gang alright then, dem man alright then

That's why Ty leaves himself to him

Walk around blind and it's Wolverine

That's why in life man ah held a stick

Weren't alright then but it's alright now

Work on my sound, work on my pounds

Work on my town, work is light now

Alright then, alright now

Work on moves and ting, so match fit

You're on a losing ting, go practice

And I've had feds on my tail, tryna lose these pricks

Like losing kids in Asda's, alright then

[Hook: MicTy]

Don't get booked in the dance, get took for a palm

You're a mook, you're a par

Alright then, who the hell is this kid?

I'm leveling big, you ain't leveling kick

Alright then, no girls, no sales

Alright then, oh well, he failed

Alright then, no, we don't play, don

Soon take off, guess we're doing alright then

[Verse 2: MicTy]

Man were talking Os till we walked in homes

Now I've got a wardrobe, TV, Xbox, alright then

Bedroom, guest room too, alright then

Real bunch of fools, liars

That was his so-called trap

Local lad? Alright, then

Hear what, though, I'm off, I hear sirens

Off in the Batmobile, off in the night and

Hmm, man are gone

You know MicTy, man are don

Your wifey loves all of my songs

Come to my shows, skank out, sing along

Alright then, I ain't suit and tie

I'm tracksuit and Nike and I'm doing alright

Ain't watch a next man, I'm doing alright

Man are left-handed and I'm doing alright, then

[Hook: MicTy]

Don't get booked in the dance, get took for a palm

You're a mook, you're a par

Alright then, who the hell is this kid?

I'm leveling big, you ain't leveling kick

Alright then, no girls, no sales

Alright then, oh well, he failed

Alright then, no, we don't play, don

Soon take off, guess we're doing alright then

[Verse 3: PK]

OK, you so wanna test the 'Bré?

Man get left in a fucked up way

Chalk line ting like Merky ACE

Yuck, yuck, mud in your face

Man wanna war me? World War 3

Better pray to God that something stops me

Mind out 'fore your face get ugly

Ting in the pouch, yeah, man are jumpy

On the roads from '06, man ah know me

Pagan King on the roads, don't sleep

Little PK's been about from way back

When I used to wake up bare early

To watch the TV

But fuck that, now man are going on greaze

I'll kill an MC for the Ps, it's easy for me

Guarantee man are gonna D-I-E

[Hook: MicTy]

Don't get booked in the dance, get took for a palm

You're a mook, you're a par

Alright then, who the hell is this kid?

I'm leveling big, you ain't leveling kick

Alright then, no girls, no sales

Alright then, oh well, he failed

Alright then, no, we don't play, don

Soon take off, guess we're doing alright then

[Verse 4: Lyrical Strally]

Try diss LS, I was like "alright then

Come radio, pick up the mic, then"

We could go rounds on the mic on Tyson

I never knew 'em, you don't wanna see a general on violence

Dem man are typing

On Twitter, they're lying

You ain't greaze, dem man are fiends

Dem man rattle, talk to the opps like pythons (snakes)

LS, the black mamba

Stand up tall like a volt or a pylon

Go on like Tyson, I'm gonna mic 'em

Izzie, Saint, you just wanna fight them

They're spineless, we're not like them

That's why I don't like them

Same genre but we don't spit like them

Diss me? I'll be like "alright, then"

[Hook: MicTy]

Don't get booked in the dance, get took for a palm

You're a mook, you're a par

Alright then, who the hell is this kid?

I'm leveling big, you ain't leveling kick

Alright then, no girls, no sales

Alright then, oh well, he failed

Alright then, no, we don't play, don

Soon take off, guess we're doing alright then

• Artist:Mic Ty
• Album:Single (2016)