Respect

[Intro] Yo This is Eskiboy (Eski, not long) And you know me (Know me) E3 all day COX [Verse 1] Show respect when you see me (Prick) It's not a long ting 'Cause that's all I ever do, is show people respect (You get what I'm saying?) It's nothing But hold tight Magic though Becah I know you're old school You used to spit with man like, back in the days in Jungle (Junglers) And I used to have you on your toes like You weren't really ready for me But then you got quite good, but you know what it is? I hear you on Axe FM like (Axe) Talking a lot (Prick) There's no point talking a lot Just, come around me and we'll do this ting innit (You get what I'm saying?) Rave, radio, anywhere We'll do this ting (No one even knows his name) It's nothing I'm flying, I ain't seen you for years You ain't done shit for years (Facts) I know all you've ever been doing is writing for me so I'll show you the respect And I'll pull the rug from underneath your feat, it's nothing (Doughnut) [Verse 2] Hold tight Stormin though On another, on another ting (Ay Storms) Stormin's been runnin' up his mout' like say he's a badman (Oi Storms, Storms, oi Storms, are you serious?) Oi Storms, don't you remember? When I hotted you up on [?] road (Prick) You thought you was rough, tryna get involved in the Stratford and Bow beef (Doughnut) And you was talking And man pulled out the car jack for you And you was shook (Oh shit) You was shook So why now, in 2006, are you trying to hype? Why are you trying to hype? Imagine this though Imagine this I'm not disrespectful So you, better just sit down 'Cause when I see you I will lick you down, it's not long (Lick down) Hold tight Stormin it's not long Trust me And all the time when people are dissing your face Saying look at Stormin's face, reh-teh-teh You know I'm the one like you know what? You can't say nothing 'bout his face Doesn't mean nothing (I'm a defender of your face you know that?) If I slewed you I would never mention your face I'm a defender of your face And you're there, tryna disrespect me You are a battyhole, yeah? Alright then [Verse 3] Hold tight Wretch 32 'Cause I know, seems like Wretch seems like Wiley's scared to speak (Oi, oi rudeboy) 'Cause he's from North London (Oi rudeboy) Listen I've got no qualms with anyone, in any ends Hold tight Wretch You are not gonna be better than me in your time (Don't try create no hype) Understand that, you're not better than me Hold tight Wretch (Never) You couldn't be It's just one of those things You could not be better than me You think you're clever, you watched Smack DvD (Prick) But really, you're a batty, yeah? Normal Hold tight Wretch [Verse 4] Hold tight Revolver now Some battyhole from Cold Blooded Oi you know what Revolver? You should be slewing Scorcher 'Cause he's the one, who run off with The Movement And left you man in the cold, yeah? Big up Dolla Because he's doing his ting But hold tight Revolver You are a batty, yeah? Do some work Don't try and talk to Wiley You're a million miles behind Wiley Yeah? (Do some work, pussy)