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Woo, Yeah! Eski boy, chosen... Da Vinci! Yo, I'm a deep one, deep son, came from a deep slum So cold after me the heats done Yeah, n your flows a cheap one, my flows money Your fams hear my words, like gym class bubble Call that a discreet one Got so many bangers on my mac, When I flick through fam, I'm dyin to leak one Mic wars, I'll never retreat, one You see one? You'll never defeat one When I come in the dance, anybody try n step on the stage And I'll press 'Delete One' Delete 2 delete 3 n chief 1, and I'm far from done Let the beat run, yeah I'm all that n then some, but let me know when the heat comes Or the heats here, n heat I don't fear I beat ya whole click, nan saysa&euro? Oh deara&euro? Their tunes don't last for the whole year Next year, my new stuffs gonna go clear That's why when it's goin my way, everybody starts getin up out of their old chairs They wanna know why I'm so clued up? I jus tell em it's London livin, it's London livin And I am what London's givin as an answer to Urban On a good day Freddie might av Durban An some man didn't really care with me, or Larry long time SongtexteBus up the version, I don't wanna hear if mans ears are burnin! For all I care keep burnin, you don't wanna know about the figures I'm earnin I'm in the sky though, can't see vermin, I'm earnin Ya learnin, n heads keep turnin No you ain't like me, I'm too determined That's why my new rips got the ends burnin Ears burnin, still I'm earnin, still man better take a learnin pill Think back to the days when everybody started Maths & English plus learnin skillzzzz Aus Songtexte Mania