Ice Pole Remix

[Intro] Yep, yep Yep, yep It's, it's Eskiboy, boy I'm Eskiboy, boy Yeah And I just wanna say They never get along with me, do they? I try so hard [Chorus] It's Wiley, they just can't get along with Wiley They don't wanna be cool with Wiley They just wanna make a fool of Wiley He's not havin' it, that's not Wiley Who's that boy from East London who keeps it grimey? Yeah that's Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley [Verse 1] Last time you saw me it was who ate all the pies Now I'm back with pound signs in my eyes My career's on the rise I'm not a dummy, I'm wiser I know who the top boys are blud Realise I'm a solider, the wait is over Straight to the second album they can't hold ya I'll be doing this til my days are over I'm the crossfire boy, I'm taking over If you're not aware I'm gonna make it clear Can't compare me to anybody out here 'Cause I'm the highlander, fair and square You might see me walkin' round Kildare Eski and boy, they're a dangerous pair (Yep) Busy with a kick and a snare Walkin' on air Diss the program, I wouldn't dare This boy's like a legionnaire [Chorus] It's Wiley, they just can't get along with Wiley They don't wanna be cool with Wiley They just wanna make a fool of Wiley He's not havin' it, that's not Wiley Who's that boy from East London who keeps it grimey? Yeah that's Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley Cor blimey there goes [Verse 2] So, you're a big boy now You're makin' nice money in the music game And you've got big tunes in the music game I might want a piece of that music game Yeah, I heard you're a baiders now You're keepin' it gutter in the music game You're the next big thing in the music game You've almost locked the whole music game Oh my god you've got so much gash now Only 'cause you're in the music game Just 'cause you've got a name in the music game They only like you 'cause you've got a name You must be a big money man right now 'Cause you sell a lot in the music game And you're puttin' out riddims in the music game You got dough, it's you man who run the music game Yeah, Wiley's a this or a that He's a what? Top boy and I flow with the top boys, I'm makin' a big noise, I play with the big toys You're not a top boy, don't make no noise I'm a, game player I hustled your team player You wanted to be a sprayer but your game went down I am a real sprayer and my game's gone up I'm runnin' my mouth up but I'm not shuttin' my mouth up [Chorus] Wiley, they just can't get along with Wiley They don't wanna be cool with Wiley They just wanna make a fool of Wiley He's not havin' it, that's not Wiley Who's that boy from East London who keeps it grimey? Yeah that's Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley Cor blimey there goes [Verse 3] You can't come around, you will get spun around 'Cause the level of emceeing is high around me And you won't see no funny guy around me Your girlfriend tries to act shy around me You don't like it, don't bring her round me 'Cause I hear her, she tried to sing around me Rude boy, you won't win around Sharp like a pin around, I've already been around her I've already been around countless times Got countless rhymes I write for the cause Cause trouble in your area Who's that boy I don't care if he wants to clash me don't bother blud Yo, you're not rough, I don't fear ya Didn't feel nothing when I was standing near ya Where was your lyrical flow? I couldn't hear ya I told you blud I can't hear ya [Chorus] Wiley, they just can't get along with Wiley They don't wanna be cool with Wiley They just wanna make a fool of Wiley He's not havin' it, that's not Wiley Who's that boy from East London who keeps it grimey? Yeah that's Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley Cor blimey there goes [Verse 4] Yeah, you gotta have a new game plan I've got my game plan for the next six years And I've got my eye on the road You're not hot on the road You're running round like 'what, what, what?' on the roads Blud, wake up, wake up Let's be straight up 'Cause you ain't no killer in my eyes Seen me eat pies Then you wanna eat pies So I'm here on the stage just make your way up I go away and mind my own business Come back and they're still callin' my name up The bar was raised up But some will knock it down I'm one away from them with my sound You can't be one away from me I'll clamp down I'll trap your show down, I'll clap your hoe down I'll take your hoe round my house and get busy I'm a wrong one I keep your girl's life busy [Chorus] Wiley, they just can't get along with Wiley They don't wanna be cool with Wiley They just wanna make a fool of Wiley He's not havin' it, that's not Wiley Who's that boy from East London who keeps it grimey? Yeah that's Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley Cor blimey there goes Wiley, they just can't get along with Wiley They don't wanna be cool with Wiley They just wanna make a fool of Wiley He's not havin' it, that's not Wiley Who's that boy from East London who keeps it grimey? Yeah that's Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley Cor blimey there goes... Wiley [Outro] 2nd Phaze (2nd Phaze) Eskiboy (Yeah) It's Eskiboy, boy