Wild Clipse

[Intro: Wiley] Yeah, Eskiboy Yo, Guns 'n' Roses Volume One Hold tight the Ruff Sqwad Yeah, Eskiboy E3, hold 'em up, yo [Verse: Wiley] I'll start off slowly now and pick up the pace a little later on London hold me down, I'm from your town, I'm always in the wrong They don't know that Wiley's aiming for them top ten songs And it won't last, you can only stop me for so long You'll see me fly past everyone who tries to do me wrong I'm like the rising of the sun, I put them pies in the oven I cook them pies and I share 'em, I'll stop anybody tryna take 'em I won't tolerate any haters, I'm a badboy out here for the papers I won't do a show for less, I want papers Move around with paper makers I get down with the latest trainers Represent for the top players I'm Wiley Kat Eskiboy, watch your back I'll shake 'em off like Shake and Vac Tell me crap? Take it back Get excited, draw your gat I don't wanna murder you, so let's have a scrap Out back in the sticks or the flats Don't hang around with snakes or rats So leave your snakes and rats at home So I can catch you on your own You don't run it up when you're on your own I'll break your head with a stone [Outro: Wiley] Yeah, Eskiboy Guns 'n' Roses Volume One, yeah