Newham Generals War Dub

[Intro] Yeah, it's Eskiboy Hold tight the Newham Generals You're finally speaking like, after all this time Hold tight D, it took you 15 years to step up Yo, listen [Verse 1] It's not a coincidence that I'm still going I'm youthful, cinema catch your last showing Just row row your boat, keep on rowing Don't try and stop me now Creeping and sowing Should've known I wouldn't get wiled up Don't try and smile up, I could push mile up flowing I master the game better than Michael Owen I'm not a glow worm but I'm glowing I'm not a glow worm but I'm glowing and I ain't tiptoeing You know when I'm here, I get your heartbeat going War with me is longer than a piece of string, I'm a winner My name's on the wing, that's a powerful thing Jail I ain't been and jail I ain't going I'll just make beats and keep my words flowing And boy better start knowing that the tees are here But they're going The way I do it nobody can do it better The way you do it you come across as a bredda I won't stop it I'm gonna do it forever Check my new coat, white suede, white leather, grey letters Nike line me up 'cause I'm clever, D What I'm gonna be wearing, you may never Walking in West End brand new BM All windows down blazing Stormy Weather I got lemons that make your eyes redder Can't buy draw if you ain't got cheddar So if you wanted to ask me, if I don’t trust you I'll tell you right quick not me never Even if you thought you would never get caught I will still put holes in your sweater D, I said you're not Foots and Monk ain't better I'll slew you even if you've got a vendetta Bad boys come around every other year When you're chatting to the kid you better speak up clear Say E, any number after that Postcode's nothing you'll see me anywhere Gangsters in the wings Who might clip your wings for tryna get lairy Take my tings, 1 loss, 1 win, make a loss be a win I ain't lost anything, I ain't [?] anything But I'm a boss in this ting And no General can't say shit, I ain't flopping this ting I burn you like an eye shot, rocking this ting I ain't ginger, will knock knocking this ting And some of my mates, think I'll flop on this ting I say, "no way what what what on this ting" I ain't Dizzee, still get dizzy You know what blud, I'm at the top of this ting [Verse 2] Cent, 5 cent 10 cent dollar Must've followed anybody now I'm doing what I wanna D's strapping bars be smart if you wanna that's alright 'Cause I'll take you to heart when I wanna Get a MOBO, I've got a genre Grime scene, my scene, straight from the gutter I swear 'round here, you could never be a nutter I refuse you can smoke weed, pump weights and drink booze Whatever I do, won't lose Ask Dylan and Cage they're right behind yous Me, have it from yous I refuse Take out crews in 5's or 2's Don't like my views Destroy and rebuild crews If you didn't know now you better pick up the clues Don't get happy 'cause you got a few pairs of free shoes I'm famous like Hill Street Blues [Bridge] Cent, 5 cent 10 cent dollar I come into the manor and I don't care who's Backing this ting on the day beside yous Can't bully me but he controls yous Cent, 5 cent 10 cent dollar I come into the manor and I don't care who's Backing this ting on the day beside yous Can't bully me but he controls yous [Verse 3] You wanna merk who, I won't avoid you Let's see if you merk me and my whole crew I'm waiting, I'm sitting here waiting Oi D, blud, you wanna merk who, I won't avoid you Let's see if you merk me and my whole crew I'm waiting, I'm sitting here waiting You know why, I'm sitting here waiting I'm not a bad mind yout But I can't take pressure from a yout that's hating Makes me wanna start the blazing and cause harm to me? I'm raising the roof off your cranium That's how I pay him I'm so god blessed sorry, I can't take it Fuck it, I might as well come through raining These are the final days and you can see I'm not baiding They're time wasting One of us is gonna catch a case 'cause I will get dark in a place Don't mistake my face for superstar, bredrin Badman though I do music, and I big 'em up so Who's this donut playing with Blud, stop acting Me and you beef that's a laugh, start aiming And let's see who comes to the drain where the drums get raided My fathers have got 2 straps And my bredrins got 2 straps in a waist, 2 straps in a waist Put, soundboys back in their place Hold up, this place is my place Race that we're running is my race, I'm winning it's my race Everyday I move at my pace You can never move at my pace, I move at a fast pace Go from place to place I'm like, Eski Yeah my flows too Eski I'm going on Eski, I'm way too Eski Eskiboy made Eskimo, and that's Eski Check me, I'm going on Eski You can never stand up in a war with Eski I do it gangster, gangster, like Joe Pesci Look who's running the game it's Eski Wiley Kat, aka Eski Gotta be honest I used to think Dizzee was the best, now Kano's better And I'm a star, Boy Better Know sweater I could spell very good down to every last letter My vision is clear and I gotta make cheddar I'm better than them man None of them could survive stormy weather I ride stormy weather, it's why I'm the best And I still ain't gotta wear bulletproof vest I'm a street boy forever I'm creating street hype forever I got a tune that I done it's called Gangsters Try and make a better one, never Flop, I'll never Ever be a never wearing in the summertime, prick not never Compared to them man, I'll break my back for the cheddar Generals take me down not ever