[Intro : Wiley]
Bad 'em up, bad 'em up, bad 'em up once
If you wanna come and take man for a dunce
I've been on the grind for a hundred months
And I ain't stopped doing music, not once
Bad 'em up, bad 'em up, bad 'em up once
If you wanna come and take man for a dunce
I've been on the grind for a hundred months
And I ain't stopped doing music, not once
[Verse 1 : Wiley]
See the bars I write, they're like scriptures
I'm famous and everybody takes pictures
I had faith since decks and mixers
And you're a non-believer
So I can't see you in the distancе
Picture the game as a wholе
It's healthy like the Boy Better Know tee business
J's my witness
I'm a musician, ask Skepta
Three of us talk, then we make a decision
You know me, I got good vision
Rudeboy listen
Don't fuck about
There'll be a rude boy missing
When the goons start fishing
I'm a L.O.N. kid
I got the hood snakes hissing
Me, the shotter that you couldn't really see
Made the dream come true after years of wishing
After years of dissing, after years of swinging
I still do the crime and walk, no-
Because
Everything seems cloudy
I've never been robbed in the game 'cause I'm rowdy
Carry on, I will take a hammer to your Audi
I'm like a soldier from Saudi
You're not bad 'round me
Want a CD, try and howl me
It's next week and you still ain't found me
The phone starts ringing when I drive through boundary
And where's Lethal? He ain't in boundary
27, big achiever
E2 weaver
Had the first Sega
Blud, I emerged out of jungle fever
Volume One Creeper
Roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre
Wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya
E3 teacher
L.O.N. preacher
UK speaker
Trinidad bloodline...
[Verse 2: Skepta]
... St Paul's soldier
Northumberland park, next-door neighbour
Eskimo raver, L-stone visitor, Meridian resident
See me in Manny with President
Showerman or south soldiers
Don't fear olders, never had youngers
Age ain't nothing but numbers
'Cause the seventeen-year-olds roll with the pumpers
But I'ma temple tourer, champagne pourer
Winchmore warrior, Class A courier
Grime scene ambassador, Duppy maker
Four-four saviour, Ally Pally jungle raver
Entry ticket and a borer
Fresh haircut, with a side parting and a border
Selby Centre explorer
Private caller ignorer...
Go on then
[Verse 3: Wiley]
... I'm an Eskidance keeper
Get the weed cheaper
Quantum leaper
The Tottenham high streeter
Eskibeat beater
A star reader
Four times community service breacher
Back to court, facing jail
The case beater
Robbery, burglary
Dad got nicked 'cause of me
The police thought I was a phone shop dealer
Back in the day I was a wheeler and dealer
Fly to west where the sky is blue and the grass is greener
Paul Smith jeans suit, Air Max typhoon
Choong gash greeter
Yeah I know Jenny but I don't know Rita
Plus my Mum's family come from Antigua
You come from West but you don't know younger or older Beaver
I was in carnival 12 years back with the east and west side leaders
Man are badman, man are breeders
Yo!
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