Exhibit E - Mik

Exhibit E

Transformation time, DD

What you saying?

Oh, yeah, you bloody liar

Get two lick with the curtain wire

Your face ain’t bait on YouTube

But my name’s all over the flyer

Big ting that me have in me boxers

Trust me, that’s your girl’s desire

When I’m on set, I spit that gunpowder

Mixed up with a bit of fire

I’m old school like Kieron Dyer

Get hotted up while you’re spraying bars in the rave

And I don’t mean with a blowdryer

Get two shot in your neck like

Have man screaming notes like this was choir

Ain’t no comedy, Richard Fryer

When I touch down in a rave that I’m booked for

Big batty girls is all I require

I’m on a track like F1 tyre

My ex girlfriend try holla me on the Facebook

I told that girl «retire»

Got a little Cypriot ting

I see every now and then, I call that Maya

Girls wanna please me, girls wanna tease me

Something like Shaka Demus & Plier

Bars and flows, I’m shotting out loads

So holla at me if you wanna get higher

Air Force One consistent buyer

Me v. you in a clash, that’s one-sided

So why would you even try-a

I give the girl dem brilliant face

Never been a rose and wine supplier

Hit 'em with the

Bet you thought I was gonna say fire