Boss

[Intro: Joe Grind] Yeah Oi this beat sound like some game But man know we don't play games you know Let man know [Verse 1: Joe Grind] Mans so sick that's why I get sick pay Work hard and I don't take sick days I've had sick days, from Ménage à trois I've had six ways Mans been and fought at some sick raves I could bun out a mixtape in six days Show one of your works that's them sick gains Think you're six heavy that's same kids ways Mans been out here check the mixtapes Two 19 back to 06' days Them SM1 [?] days Man was on the ground then we switched trains Mans got the bag its done been claimed Made hard work from my hard work cah my work rates insane Mans fire right now but I've been burnt Mans turned up now but i been turned, down Shit could've been worse, how? Cah man could've been murked Man could've been nits could've been bird, did But I ain't so I been working Far place man i scream verses Try tell me I ain't been murking Are you crazy doggy? These man gimmicks like crazy froggy These man outface i give them props The only prop i got is i do shit properly I sell crack cuz, call me papi Swing that way but, man are on me Are you mad cuz I been killing this game You pricks couldn't even get in the lobby [Hook: Joe Grind, JME] I pay the cost to be the boss It doesn't work i make a loss It works out i make profit Got more tricks up my socks Mans flipped way more than mans flopped Mans hit way more than mans dodged Man gives way more than mans got Rep nines but now i call shots I pay the cost to be the boss It doesn't work i make a loss It works out i make profit Got more tricks up my socks Mans flipped way more than mans flopped Mans hit way more than mans dodged Man gives way more than mans got Rep nines but now i call shots (Serious) [Verse 2: JME] Man are dead that's why they make dead tunes Roll in with a likkle dead crew Man don't bread you With them bumper car looking dead shoes 650 pound dead food (2012) Rap meets grime JME and Joe Grind fed you Coming like grime, rice and residue Come in like mans nice mans blessed you Now mans still on a level you can't get to These dogs you man will get fed to They'll chew you up and digest you I'm the boss you man playing guess who Still getting violated by feds too On streets it's peak every week i see flashing red blue But i don't care Mans been offline i see so clear Nike air white fam baby for the whole year Bit of drama but we won't go there Man went SSJ, do with gold hair Fan base ain't going nowhere Grime MC FM man will roll there This flows too sick but i got a better one boy no spare Let me tell you something Rude boy you will never get their respect Don't matter if you shoot or cut em Or kidnap or flippin gun butt em Fam can't tell me nothing Big mouth yutes don't make me shut em Are you mad mans killing this game You eedyats don't even know the buttons [Hook: Joe Grind] I pay the cost to be the boss It doesn't work i make a loss It works out i make profit Got more tricks up my socks Mans flipped way more than mans flopped Mans hit way more than mans dodged Man gives way more than mans got Rep nines but now i call shots I pay the cost to be the boss It doesn't work i make a loss It works out i make profit Got more tricks up my socks Mans flipped way more than mans flopped Mans hit way more than mans dodged Man gives way more than mans got Rep nines but now i call shots