Terrible

[Intro: Wiley]

Roll Deep, Roll Deep, Roll Deep, Roll Deep, Roll Deep, Roll Deep

[Chorus: Wiley]

Terrible

I don't care what you say

Now we're going on terrible

I don't care who they are

Now we're going on terrible

I've had enough, that's it

Now we're going on terrible

I'm gonna live to the end

'Cause now we're going on terrible

I don't care what you say

Now we're going on terrible

I don't care who they are

Now we're going on terrible

I've had enough, that's it

Now we're going on terrible

I'm gonna live to the end

'Cause now we're going on terrible

[Verse 1: Wiley]

Hey, didn't you know I was a really money getter? (What)

Me and my crew, we're hot, can't get better

Everything I do is for the love and the cheddar

And we're never gonna stop, oh no, never ever (Yeah)

'Nuff of dem bwoy say they're my bredda

Wanna bread it with me, I be too clever

You know I remember when I never had a tenner

Out on the road at the end of my tether

I'ma show up with the dough and watch them eyes get redder

Never gonna forget, I came from the gutter

I'm the brand new styler

Who wan' fi test? Bun them with the fire

'Nuff of them are cool but 'nuff of them are liar

And we're gonna take them higher

A little bit of William, that's what you require

It's the two-triple-O, now my name's on the flyer

I'm blowing up like a Michelin tyre

[Chorus: Wiley]

Terrible

I don't care what you say

Now we're going on terrible

I don't care who they are

Now we're going on terrible

I've had enough, that's it

Now we're going on terrible

I'm gonna live to the end

'Cause now we're going on terrible

[Verse 2: Breeze]

Are you really ready for this?

Style that'll get you twist

Step back on the track

If you don't wanna get splat

And I'll dismiss

If you want a part of this

Now I can put them fools in the grave

Why they wanna still be brave? Behave

Save your energy for the rave

Hold a trim, and a shave

You gotta look good for this

Gotta just skank to this

Gotta buss champs for this and get pissed

Cause you're rolling with the wickedest

So check this... spit

Venomous shit for my clique

Wanna test? Better come quick

Bun tings down? You must be sick

And my style is fresh

Know you ain't got a light vest

So I aim straight for your chest

[Chorus: Wiley]

Terrible

I don't care what you say

Now we're going on terrible

I don't care who they are

Now we're going on terrible

I've had enough, that's it

Now we're going on terrible

I'm gonna live to the end

'Cause now we're going on terrible

[Verse 3: Bubbles]

All I know is thugs and criminals

My style is quite explainable

Bet you never know say it was capable

Touch the mic and then come invisible

Incredible, don't mind kicking physical

Take my style 'cause it's original

Play my track deh pon the vinyl

Now you know we've gone chronical

What do you know? Live in a ghetto

Running from the five-O

Buss a shot and I'm ready to blow

I'm going on dark like Double O, whoa

Check this if you like my flow

I'm bigging up the crew that pin the block

Licking off shot, whether it's hot or not

Badbwoy blowing up the shop

[Chorus: Wiley]

Terrible

I don't care what you say

Now we're going on terrible

I don't care who they are

Now we're going on terrible

I've had enough, that's it

Now we're going on terrible

I'm gonna live to the end

'Cause now we're going on terrible

[Verse 4: Wiley]

Hey, didn't you know I was a really money getter? (What)

Me and my crew, we're hot, can't get better

Everything I do is for the love and the cheddar

And we're never gonna stop, oh no, never ever (Yeah)

'Nuff of dem bwoy say they're my bredda

Wanna bread it with me, I be too clever

You know I remember when I never had a tenner

Out on the road at the end of my tether

I'ma show up with the dough and watch them eyes get redder

Never gonna forget, I came from the gutter

I'm the brand new styler

Who wan' fi test? Bun them with the fire

'Nuff of them are cool but 'nuff of them are liar

And we're gonna take them higher

A little bit of William, that's what you require

It's the two-triple-O, now my name's on the flyer

I'm blowing up like a Michelin tyre

[Chorus: Wiley]

Terrible

I don't care what you say

Now we're going on terrible

I don't care who they are

Now we're going on terrible

I've had enough, that's it

Now we're going on terrible

I'm gonna live to the end

'Cause now we're going on terrible

[Outro]

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