Scars

[Verse 1: Wiley] I don't roll in no bait cars, but I make stars Out of artists who can see ahead quite far While we're getting big, haters get closer Cheat on your gash, that's one more scar Beef on the road, not needed But it's down there where you will get most of the scars It's round here, if you bread you will get parred Been through the war, so for life I'm scarred You can't do what I do, it's hard I'm advanced like A Level Maths in class Music's my trade, I learnt it quite fast Please give me a test and I'll pass Don't act like an arse I'm E-S-K, I drink E&J I don't get drunk off one glass, though Here I am, see me on the road Get down from Harrow to Plaistow Eski [Hook: Wiley] I'm on a path, don't get in the mix I'm on a path, don't get in the mix But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine Beef is a laugh, all day every time And you might walk out with scars [Verse 2: Footsie] This tune is called "Scars" I built it when I was chilling in my yard I use Cubase cos I find Logic hard Man want to test what's the Logic star You'll lyrically get whacked up with bars Or physically get whacked up with bars Your mental and physical will get scarred You're gonna wish that you never came out of your yard It's the Newham Generals, yeah we're large Building the levels up, moving fast And leaving all the haters in the past And who bad mind and fakers in the past It's all bare snakers out in the grass And in a race they wanna see me come last To my face they bread me and they ask "When are you bringing out that tune Scars?" [Hook: Wiley] I'm on a path, don't get in the mix I'm on a path, don't get in the mix But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine Beef is a laugh, all day every time And you might walk out with scars [Verse 3: D Double E] I'm on my way to stardom Anybody test me on the way, I will scar them Wanna test me? I beg your pardon More time If it's not worth it, I par them Cos it's obvious I bury them in the garden But they still try to hide out like Laden Still acting stiff and hard and From E7, I'm gonna bar them I'm gonna set them on fire just like an arson That will teach them for acting like an arse and Don't wanna spend a couple weeks in the basement You're wastemen, nah I can never face them I'm gonna spit sick till I fill up the basin Newham Generals, we come like the Freemasons Got deep powers across the nation Like a new day, new generation [Hook: Wiley] I'm on a path, don't get in the mix I'm on a path, don't get in the mix But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine Beef is a laugh, all day every time And you might walk out with scars