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Who, when, where and what, I'll scare 'em off Some fairy mob tryna be what they're clearly not Wanna breath or dare to cough You're gettin' beat when my slipper when I'm takin' it off Grandad of grime, man Bag full of lime when I turn up You're in the Nile with a Croc in My dominion I tried to incite more brilliance I weren't just rhymin' a lot Visionary with an urban dictionary Runnin' rings 'round those that I come across Grindin' for lots, no less to be lost But a guy that will seek, always gets what he wants Lookin' up at a policeman's weapon Not quite but guys seem under the cosh If I come back, I wanna be a leopard Why? 'Cause I've heard they don't change their spots I just want a little normality Reality is not sot real, I need clarity If not, then a chariot to carry me Pulled by forces polar to gravity They have not got what I have in me More grit than a snow truck avidly Rollin' up with the blown vocabulary Way before Shaun T and insanity I had to work it out SongtexteAnd keep it more real than the Bernabéu Get slapped on sight in your dirty mouth Taken out of the game that I turned around The pot's been boilin' now for too long One chef with a firmer hand Is back now out of the background So back down or else get boiled, not blanched Let me take it back then The station's Deja The DJ's Mac 10 The producer's Lewi White and man are murkin' his latest anthem Mission, kill all the basic mandem These words came with actions Don't speak if it ain't been sanctioned Gh Lewi and Devs Do you know what I'd be doin' instead? Kickin' down doors and ruinin' creps Lickin' off shots in Newham with Wes One man, I ain't in a gang I don't care if it's blue or if it's red Mike Tyson, I'll chew his head off Cheddar Bob, he nearly blew off his leg Put that away I said put that way before the feds put man away Foot on the brake I said foot on the brake before we crash, look at the gate Knife in my hand I said knife in my hand, it's a rasclart pussy buffet And I'm going to eat some pussies today I see no ceilings This flow's givin' 'em a reload feelin' Bullet in your head leave your ego bleedin' I need to reason, I pull up bike like I be in Paid in Full and it's the scene where Rico's squeezin' I'm at the age where I'm losin' people to natural causes Guns are the least of my worries, my nigga's on chemo treatment G-H-E, double T-O season Dope boy flow like I'm kilo dealin' They never let me in, I was outside in the cold One eye through the keyhole peepin' TLC, we no creepin' Action zero speakin' Check out the banger that we roll deep in You want gas? I'll burp on the mic You want bars? Me and Ghetts will be here for the night You want style? Well, just watch when I strike Think you're wild? You'll get a left, then a right, alright It's Jim from the block, not Jenny Runnin' up on any when I back this Henny See me on telly or the Heathway ready For a long night, hold tight, get ready Runnin' this game, white Uriah Rennie And when I've got the fire in my belly It will not be sweet like ice cream or jelly I'm shellin' in here, it's like lead confetti You best check yourself like Burberry It's a witch hunt when I come and burn many Cremation is imminent, start vactin' your citizens By the train or the ferry Planes, whatever change in the weather I'm bringin' a monsoon full of misery I'm bringin' the most food for you lyrically I'm bringin' you more nukes than the military When I drop 'em all, it's unstoppable You try stop it, it's highly improbable Blind logic, sight of an Oracle And I can see more shit for me But I'll deal with it, life's hard, get real with it And I might seem dead but I'm still here livin' Still here givin' all that I've got While they've got a mouthful of balls and cock Breadin' it, whenever an MC's hot Just eggin' me on, you better tempt me not I ain't got to scream on the mic and pretend that I like everybody just to get a response It's nice, I can do what I like I've been on the grind ever since me and Mikey dropped A CD from that grimey block I met Col and Dal, then the Island boss Aus Songtexte Mania