Speaks

[Intro: Malcolm X]

“I think you find sir, that there will come time when black people will wake up and become intellectually independent enough to think for themselves as other humans are intellectually independent enough to think for themselves. Then the black man will think like a black man. And he will feel for other black people, and this new feeling and thinking will cause black people to stick together"

[Verse 1: Wiley]

When you're not afraid it makes the system nervous

Tried to say it nicely but they never heard us

I only want the truth don't bother trying to big-word us

Or small-print us because we're some of the biggest earners

See you tried to wind me up it was getting tekky

I was watching Youtube, Remix to Keisha and Becky

Even tried to trick me and go for the belly

Yeah, now my face is all over the telly

My spirit is no longer addicted to fake

I need that real ting, that saltfish inside of a bake

They think I lost it when I speak from my mind it's my brain

You don't need no drugs if you're the widest awake

I don't even want to be the one to say I told ya

People think we're the drinks and they're the cup holder

You think I give a fuck about a cancel culture

You can't take my culture then go on and cancel culture

Vulture

I've always been a music lover

You can go and ask my dad, you can ask my brother

I would have told the world that you had two brothers

Until you fucked it up and showed your true colours

I would never block another from doing his ting

But I've seen people try their hardest to ruin this ting

All my people worldwide hold your head high

By any means necessary we will get by

London city's busy that's why all the money's here

My whole career, I've been sitting on that money chair

If you ain't got the rent then life it isn't funny here

Trust me bro it's always colder more than sunny here

I like it outside my comfort zone, that risk money

Keep us going strong we done it,  roll we struck it lucky

I've been spitting since the days of Riko and Bucky

Now it's Boasty, me and my brudda Mucky

Time flies but I'm here for it, I want the smoke

Nearly finished with the cars, then I want a boat

Want the Sprite, want the vodka, I want the Coke

They can't handle shit, it's pressure now they wanna ghost

I do the most, your every week host

Bust a Caribbean but I still bust a roast

Let's have a toast, drive around the coast

2020 gotta pay me for a post

My family got me anytime I need but I don't really wanna ask them

So I walk a lonely road wid it

The hustle that's my hobby yeah I've grown wid it

And the newest hustles, get a loop and try some flows on it

Flying out to my Rotterdam apartment

When I'm writing lyrics bro, I think before I start 'em

If I'm saying something they don't like they take it to heart and

I get it 'cause that's part of the jargon it's

September I'm feeling like it's a blessing

Can't speak to anyone, 'cause I don't wanna stress 'em

All I know is working, all I know is hours

The Grime scene ain't mine, the Grime scene is ours

When I'm talking at this tempo

You know I got it bagged up from the intro

Like I was on my bike bussin' then endos

I was trying to drop an album, everyone's like when though?

I was sitting there, waiting for my distro deal to end though

'Cause I've been trying to move on

Go somewhere else and try to get my groove on

Hit 'em with the new vibes, the new songs

So many to choose from, never had snooze on

Shout out to my dons at the bar, we have to booze on

Shout out to my people who ain't in love, better move on

Go be yourself again

Go focus on your people and your health again, wealth again

2020 got me moving good, moving stealth again (yeah)