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Lil Peep – Drive (feat. Xavier Wulf) (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Intro: Lil Peep]
Yo, throw me the keys, uh

[Hook: Lil Peep]
Motorola phone, I ain’t goin’ home
I won’t go to work, mama hate me and I know it though
I’m a bad kid with a bad hoe
With a fast whip, hit the gas, I’m an asshole
Drive by at 125
Drive by at 125
Fly by at 125
I’mma die, I ain’t even 25
Drive by at 125
Drive by at 125
Fly by at 125
I’mma die, I ain’t even 25

[Verse: Xavier Wulf]
Ay yeah, slide by doing 225
I smoke like I don’t play because I gotta stay high
I smoke 200 blunts just to get me through the night
And then I text her back and told her we ain’t gotta fight
I fold up with my niggas and you know we keep it tight
We pulled up to the party, we ain’t even tryna fight
I’m feeling good, I’m feeling better than alright
I smoke 100 blunts and then I ride into the night, yeah

[Hook: Lil Peep]
Motorola phone, I ain’t goin’ home
I won’t go to work, mama hate me and I know it though
I’m a bad kid with a bad hoe
With a fast whip, hit the gas, I’m an asshole
Drive by at 125
Drive by at 125
Fly by at 125
I’mma die, I ain’t even 25
Drive by at 125
Drive by at 125
Fly by at 125
I’mma die, I ain’t even 25

Lil Peep – Omfg (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I used to wanna kill myself
Came up, still wanna kill myself
My life is going nowhere
I want everyone to know that I don’t care
I used to wanna kill myself
Came up, still wanna kill myself
My life is going nowhere
I want everyone to know that I don’t care

[Bridge: Lil Peep]
Babygirl you got nothing on her
You’re the only one that could ever compare
I can’t hear what you’re trying to say
Club lights shining on the side of your face

[Verse: Lil Peep]
Cocaine love it goes straight to your brain
Why the fuck is everybody the same
Fuck my life tell that bitch I’m insane
Lil peep shawty let me silence your pain

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I used to wanna kill myself
Came up, still wanna kill myself
My life is going nowhere
I want everyone to know that I don’t care
I used to wanna kill myself
Came up, still wanna kill myself
My life is going nowhere
I want everyone to know that I don’t care

[Bridge: Lil Peep]
Babygirl you got nothing on her
You’re the only one that could ever compare
I can’t hear what you’re trying to say
Club lights shining on the side of your face

Lil Peep – The Song They Played (When I Crashed Into The Wall) [feat. Lil Tracy] (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I don’t wanna die alone right now, but I admit I do sometimes
These drugs are calling me, do one more line, don’t fall asleep
This is the song they played when I crashed into the wall
This is the girl I told that we could have it all

[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
This is the life I made and I can’t go back to fall
Back to fall, Back to everyone I ever knew at all
Back to small town blues, and not a clue of what’s going on
Back to old routines, and wedding rings and living at the mall, yeah

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I don’t wanna die alone right now, but I admit I do sometimes
These drugs are calling me, do one more line, don’t fall asleep
This is the song they played when I crashed into the wall
This is the girl I told that we could have it all

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy]
Baby I’m a drug, You’re addicted to my love
I thought you were the one, but you were just another one
Call me hellboy, I got fire in my blunt
Don’t call me emo, Don’t call me punk
I’m a vampire, Bitch I’m counting money up
I’m with Lil Peep yeah, we hotter then the sun
You should tell your boyfriend stop tryna be like us
Tatted on my face baby, I don’t give a fuck

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I don’t wanna die alone right now, but I admit I do sometimes
These drugs are calling me, do one more line, don’t fall asleep

Lil Peep – Fucked Up (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Intro]
Fucked up
Girl, you got me fucked up

[Verse]
I ain’t gonna lie, I’mma keep it real
I don’t wanna tell you how I feel
I just wanna get you to my room
We can do whatever that we wanna do
Rip my shirt, kiss my neck
Throw me on the floor girl, make me sweat
Scratch my back, make me bleed
I could be whatever that you want me to be
I could do whatever that you wanted for me
Want a little blow, I can get it for free
Want a little dough, you can get it for free
Haven’t been home in a minute, I’ve been fucked up

[Hook]
I’ve been all the way fucked up
Girl, you got me fucked up
One chance and I fucked it up
I was fucked up
Baby, I’ve been fucked up
Girl, you got me fucked up
One chance and I fucked it up
I was fucked up
Baby, I’ve been fucked up

[Verse]
I ain’t gonna lie, I’mma keep it real
I don’t wanna tell you how I feel
I just wanna get you to my room
We can do whatever that we wanna do
Rip my shirt, kiss my neck
Throw me on the floor girl, make me sweat
Scratch my back, make me bleed
I could be whatever that you want me to be
I could do whatever that you wanted for me
Want a little blow, I can get it for free
Want a little dough, you can get it for free
Haven’t been home in a minute, I’ve been fucked up

[Hook]
I’ve been all the way fucked up
Girl, you got me fucked up
One chance and I fucked it up
I was fucked up
Baby, I’ve been fucked up
Girl, you got me fucked up
One chance and I fucked it up
I was fucked up
Baby, I’ve been fucked up

Lil Peep – Cobain (feat. Lil Tracy) (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook: lil peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane with my clique and the bad bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl we are not the same
Bitch I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once and I’ve never been the same

[Verse: lil tracy]
Lil tracy, I used to rob, but I shop now
Comin’ up, I might get recognized when I walk around
Coolin’ with lil peep, lets hit the mall tomorrow
I’mma mix some American Eagle with some Ralph Lauren
I got a bad bitch who is good to me
Baby, I see passion in your eyes when you look at me
I’mma show you off like some Louis V
Coke lines on the mirror, snort a line for me

[Hook: lil peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane with my clique and the bad bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl we are not the same
Bitch I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once and I’ve never been the same

Lil Peep – Gucci Mane (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook]
Cocaine in your bitch brain
I make it rain where my bitch say
No pain when my mind fade
I’ve been high since last Friday
Dope veins wear the cold chain
Switchin’ lanes bumpin’ Gucci Mane
I don’t listen what my friends say
I can’t cry, but I’m a cry baby
I can’t lie, I might die, baby
But as long as I’m alive, we gon’ shine, baby
Look me in my eyes, baby
I’ve been high since last Friday

[Verse]
I can’t drive, but lets ride baby
And as long as I’m alive, I’mma die, baby
Time flies on the highway
I’ve been high since last Friday

[Hook]
Cocaine in your bitch brain
I make it rain where my bitch say
No pain when my mind fade
I’ve been high since last Friday
Dope veins wear the cold chain
Switchin’ lanes bumpin’ Gucci Mane
I don’t listen what my friends say
I can’t cry, but I’m a cry baby
I can’t lie, I might die, baby
But as long as I’m alive, we gon’ shine, baby
Look me in my eyes, baby
I’ve been high since last Friday

Lil Peep – Worlds Away (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Verse]
Feels like we’re a world away
But we in the same room, be my girl, today at least
She don’t even know my name
But she look me in the eyes like she know my pain that’s me
And she always let me be myself, she don’t ever take bread
She don’t need no help that’s real
While I’m busy trying to get my wealth
She ain’t worry about a thing except my dick and my health that’s real

[Hook]
She sees things that you don’t see
She breathes the air that you don’t breathe
She bleeds the blood that you don’t bleed
She looks at me like she loves me
She sees things that you don’t see
She breathes the air that you don’t breathe
She bleeds the blood that you don’t bleed
She looks at me like she loves me

[Verse]
Feels like we’re a world away
But we in the same room, be my girl, today at least
She don’t even know my name
But she look me in the eyes like she know my pain that’s me
And she always let me be myself, she don’t ever take bread
She don’t need no help that’s real
While I’m busy trying to get my wealth
She ain’t worry about a thing except my dick and my health that’s real

[Hook]
She sees things that you don’t see
She breathes the air that you don’t breathe
She bleeds the blood that you don’t bleed
She looks at me like she loves me

Lil Peep – Red Drop Shawty (feat. Kirblagoop) (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I got drugs in my coat, I put love in my coke
Everywhere I go, hoes wanna give me throat
I got mud, I got blow, I get lonely on my own
Tell my plug hit my phone, and your bitch give me dome
Back to the drugs, pop a pill, fall in love
With a stripper in the club, I got demons in my mud
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck
Coke in her nose and my dick all in her butt
Red drop shawty, baby I don’t give a fuck
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck, hell nah

[Verse: KirbLaGoop]
Two blue pills and they both 30 millis
I be flippin’ in the city if I got Bobby and Whitney
I got 2 for the 20 yeah they know I get it in
I be flippin’ on the 10 with my kin fuck a friend
7.5. rollin’ live cause they know it’s west side
In the north cross the track, where I ride where I die
That’s why I got it tatted on me, you can see it on my back
Yeah I’m 100 til the death and you can hear it in my breath
I’m never ever pealin’, I’ve never ever froze
Stay true I was told put a hunna on the stove
I’mma never switch up, and I never ever change
My whole life I’ve been strugglin’, I’ll forever be the same

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I got drugs in my coat, I put love in my coke
Everywhere I go, hoes wanna give me throat
I got mud, I got blow, I get lonely on my own
Tell my plug hit my phone, and your bitch give me dome
Back to the drugs, pop a pill, fall in love
With a stripper in the club, I got demons in my mud
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck
Coke in her nose and my dick all in her butt
Red drop shawty, baby I don’t give a fuck
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck
Red drop cups, baby I don’t give a fuck, hell nah

Lil Peep – Girls (feat. Horsehead) (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Intro: Lil Peep]
Girl
Girl make me drink
Girl make me think
Girls like it on my dick
Now girl, girl, uh
Girl

[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
Girls
Girls make me drink
Girls make me think
Girls like it on my dick
Now girls
They try to get me mad
I try to make them sad
So they fall in love with me, yeah girls
I could read her like a book
Couple minutes that it took just to get her in my room
God damn she said I’m the man
Girl I’m still a kid getting money like your dad
Aw girl
Girl
Girl

Yeah
Girls
Girls make me drink
Girls make me think
Girls like it on my dick
Now girls
They try to get me mad
I try to make them sad
So they fall in love with me, yeah girls
I could read her like a book
Couple minutes that it took just to get her in my room
God damn she said I’m the man
Girl I’m still a kid getting money like your dad
Aw girl
Girl
Aw Girl
Girl
Girl

[Verse 2: Horsehead]
From the top
I’m not gonna worry about last night again, you just wanna see me fall again
That’s alright I know you’ll be back again for the last time
You know my pain and you know my life
You are the dark and you are the light
I steal the look when you’re not with me
I wrote the book on feeling empty
Why did I ever take a chance on you?
I made you feel empty like the drugs that you do
You told me that you love me thats not easy to do
But girl, don’t tell me that you love me if you’re just gonna leave
Don’t tell me that you love me it means nothing to me
No, no

Lil Peep – Nose Ring (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook]
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, what the fuck is the plan now?
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, who the fuck is ya man now?
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, what the fuck is the plan now?
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, who the fuck is ya man now?

[Verse]
Hellboy baby I stand out
Go to hell, boy, bitch I got bands now
I’m about to throw it all away just to see you today
I tat your name on my face
Love me baby, its okay
You don’t love me you in love with the gold chains
Fuck me baby its okay
All I do is young bitches and cocaine
Shined up baby its no shame
Watch yo bitch throw it back while you throwing shade
Lined up lookin like Cobain
Drugs drippin off of my nose ring
Lil peep bitch I’m a no name
But its a lot of shit that I don’t say
Like I been on my hustle the whole way
I ain’t never quitting, there’s no way
I know you see me making my own lane
Hellboy, I’m killing the whole game

[Hook]
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, what the fuck is the plan now?
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, who the fuck is ya man now?
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, what the fuck is the plan now?
We had all of it planned out
Babygirl, who the fuck is ya man now?

Lil Peep – We Think Too Much (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Verse]
Nobody wants to talk to me
But everyone wants to walk with me
And I always been that kid
Maybe I won’t be if I live
Long enough, but I think imma die now
I just keep it to myself and I try not to cry too loud
I just wanna lay my head on your chest so I’m as close as it gets to your heart
We can fall apart, start over again
Nobody knows me, nobody knows one thing about me
Everyone doubts me
But Imma make it all come true
And I do it for you, I know all about the pain that you go through
Nobody wants to talk to me
But everyone wants to walk with me
And I always been that kid
Maybe I won’t be if I live long enough
But I think imma die now
I just keep it to myself and I try not to cry too loud
I just wanna lay my head on your chest so I’m as close as it gets to your heart
We can fall apart, start over again
Nobody knows me, nobody knows one thing about me
Everyone doubts me
But Imma make it all come true
And I do it for you, I know all about the pain that you go through

Lil Peep – The Last Thing I Wanna Do (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook]
I know It’s cold outside
But the last thing I wanna do is let you in
Baby you know alright
We really fucked up this time
All of the nights I spent without you
Thinking about how you’re with him
Baby you know I’m right
We really fucked up this time

[Verse]
I’m too young to understand
(I’m too young to understand)
I’m too young to understand
That’s what you said to me
(That’s what you said to me)
Blood drips down falls from my hand
(Blood drips down falls from my hand)
Blood drips down falls from my hand
You never bled for me

[Hook]
I know It’s cold outside
But the last thing I wanna do is let you in
Baby you know alright
We really fucked up this time
All of the nights I spent without you
Thinking about how you’re with him
Baby you know I’m right
We really fucked up this time

[Verse]
I know It’s cold outside
But the last thing I wanna do is let you in
Baby you know alright
We really fucked up this time
All of the nights I spent without you
Thinking about how you’re with him
Baby you know I’m right
We really fucked up this time

Lil Peep – Walk Away As The Door Slams (feat. Lil Tracy) (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
Club lights, we fight every night
Baby, I don’t wanna do that
Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
She like "how the fuck you do that?"
I can’t be there all the time
But you know I gotta prove that
I can’t leave here anytime soon
I got something to do, yeah

[Hook: Lil Peep]
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now I’m going to hell
Walk away as the door slams

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy]
I know you wanna Facetime, baby I have Samsung
When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome
You told me I’m sexy, do you still think that?
You told me that you loved me, do you still think that?
3AM, climbing through your window
Ounce of the kush, blowing smoke out your window
You’re a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines
Step inside the club, cameras flashing in my eyes
3AM, climbing through your window
Ounce of the kush, blowing smoke out your window
You’re a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines
Step inside the club, cameras flashing in my eyes

[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
Club lights, we fight every night
Baby, I don’t wanna do that
Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
She like "how the fuck you do that?"
I can’t be there all the time
But you know I gotta prove that
I can’t leave here anytime soon
I got something to do, yeah

[Hook: Lil Peep]
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now I’m going to hell
Walk away as the door slams

Lil Peep – Move On, Be Strong (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook]
Move on, I’m gone baby, I’m not coming back, nah
Be strong, you’re wrong, girl, I’m not coming back
I’d kill for you, I’d die for you, but I’m not coming back
Blood spilled for you, I get high for you, and your new man’s fucking wack

[Bridge]
I’m not coming back
Move on
Be strong
Be strong
I’m not coming back

[Hook]
Move on, I’m gone baby, I’m not coming back, nah
Be strong, you’re wrong, girl, I’m not coming back
I’d kill for you, I’d die for you, but I’m not coming back
Blood spilled for you, I get high for you, and your new man’s fucking wack

Wiley – Birds N Bars (Godfather Album)

["Birds n Bars"]

[Intro]
Yo, Eskiboy
BBK, dun know
Listen

[Verse 1]
Yo, biggin’ up Teeza, man done a remix
Then I came through with the bars on point ’cause I’m a realist
Can’t go against my scene even if you’re the realest
I based my career on provin’ myself to non-believers
My name’s gonna ring bells to newspaper readers
Wiley, Wiley, yeah, that’s one of the achievers
Most of my gyal dem are cool but some of them are divas
You win some, lose some, then you’ve gotta go take a breather
Man get weak off a gyal like Julius Caesar
I nearly killed myself on the highway, just before you reach peeler
Blud, I was lean already but now I wanna go home and get leaner
I should’ve went sleep, or I should’ve toured but I never done either
Can’t keep your mouth shut, like [?]
I’m old school, yes, Avia and FILA
Smokin’ a J, listenin’ to Mila
I clean my own house, I don’t want a cleaner
I run the dance like [?]
Reel up, hail up my dons
Always bringin’ stars to the spotlight
I know what I’m like and I know what I’m not like
We move forward, do it like clockwise
I used to be one of my stand up on the block guys
Now I’m a OG, kush
Do it on my own, I won’t need a push
Biggin’ up Dynamite and I’m biggin’ up Stush
I’m like Nike, I do it, I come through with a swoosh
Believe and achieve
Awards on the mantlepiece, I’m like jheeze
Stormzy’s a don who’s here to break barriers
Chip can’t run out of bars, so it’s peak
That’s grime, that’s grime, the ultimate vibe
Constant winnin’, I won’t take a dive
I will keep going ’til the wheels fall off ’cause
Even when I’m dead, my vibe will be alive
Man came from the back roads
On point, man are fully in snap mode
Straight London, buy a couple flats mode
Late nights, might work on my rap flow
You’re plain and I’m the loaded nachos
I played the game for long on my cash flows
Used to waste money in my twenties
Now I’ve gotta keep an eye on where my cash goes
I can do it, I don’t need to try
I can do it, I done it already, bro
Back in the days, I didn’t have any dough
I was not Wiley, I didn’t have any flow, now
I can do it, I don’t need to try
I can do it, I done it already, bro
Back in the days, I didn’t have any dough
I was not Wiley, I didn’t have any flow, now
Now, now all of my dons get dough
From lyrics, riddims and flows
Let me go and do this show
I’m a impatient person, everybody knows
Wickedest MC alive
I provided all the pies, why would I lie?
Sorry if you’ve been deprived of
One of my wickedest vibes, I was goin’ through life
Lookin’ for an easy route
Then I didn’t wanna live that life
My sound’s alive, my sound’s the in ting
All our names are on the flyers bein’ printed, yeah

["Bring Them All"]

[Verse 1]
All I need is studio time and a ounce
And some fast food, fizzy drink and an Uber account
Pretty swiftly’s how the projects run
I come through, show ’em how it’s done
Words float along inside your brain
You can pick which ones that you wanna say
I see some now but I’ma leave them there
Them words are not for me, so they get aired

[Hook]
See energies floatin’ by?
You ain’t gotta pick them all
Some energies, people are gonna go and pick
Won’t fit them all
Some energies, dem evil in disguise
Tricked them all
If I wanna bring 25 MCs out
I’ll bring them all

[Verse 2]
I’m nang and I know it
Pass me the mic, I’ll show it
If an MC breaks down like a car breaks down
Then I’ll come along and I’ll tow it
Man fix things, small and big things
Man are eagle, man have big wings
Take a look at all the cars on the roadside
You’re small rims, man are big rims
I was thinkin’, don’t tease that thought
Trust me, you don’t really need that thought
Goodness, greatness, grief, that thought
Hold on, weight, let me see that thought
Sayin’ I be the champ
Heavyweight, I’m in the ranks
Anywhere you go, just know
You help people like a big bro

[Hook]
See energies floatin’ by?
You ain’t gotta pick them all
Some energies, people are gonna go and pick
Won’t fit them all
Some energies, dem evil in disguise
Tricked them all
If I wanna bring 25 MCs out
I’ll bring them all

[Verse 3]
Think before you speak
Practice humble before you peak
If you move correctly
I know we can be cool before we meet
Don’t be scared, go and take a shot
Piece of land for sale, I’ll take the plot
If I do a song, that’s crazy and credit’s to be given
I walk up and take the lot, I said
I ain’t scared to get my hands dirty
A likkle hard work won’t hurt me
I wanna make my live rep clean up
Build up, start lookin’ at arenas
Becuh my time ain’t done
Wanna talk grime? Then I’m still the one
All of the doubt, that’s gone
Why? Because I’m the lyrical don

[Hook]
See energies floatin’ by?
You ain’t gotta pick them all
Some energies, people are gonna go and pick
Won’t fit them all
Some energies, dem evil in disguise
Tricked them all
If I wanna bring 25 MCs out
I’ll bring them all
See energies floatin’ by?
You ain’t gotta pick them all
Some energies, people are gonna go and pick
Won’t fit them all
Some energies, dem evil in disguise
Tricked them all
If I wanna bring 25 MCs out
I’ll bring them all
See energies floatin’ by?
You ain’t gotta pick them all
Some energies, people are gonna go and pick
Won’t fit them all
Some energies, dem evil in disguise
Tricked them all
If I wanna bring 25 MCs out
I’ll bring them all

Wiley – Bring Them All Holy Grime (feat. Devlin) (Godfather Album)

[Intro: Wiley]
Ayy, listen

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Drink ‘nough beers before the game, what d’ya call that? Georgie Best MC
Listen, I don’t rest MC
You man sleep, that’s why you’re not the best MC
You man are part time, never had beef
Now you’re on the mic like a bulletproof vest MC
I’m a double, precious Tek MC
Separate heads from necks
I was in the shadows, I came to the light with a path
Us spitters who wanna be first and never be last
I’ve been ahead of the game, I’ve been ahead of the craft
I wanna laugh
Come sailin’ along like a boss
With the flow I’m like rah, what the ras?
I’m a striker, yo where the pass? Get my triple A passes
I’m sittin’ with the stars
Listen up, I ain’t normal, I’m sicker than my bars
Driven myself crazy, I’ve been in every car
Though I like to fly by on my black Yamaha, that’s wingin’
Some man do the crime and talk but that’s singin’
Not many man have been in the wars that I’ve been in
I can work here but it’s not a place that I could live in
Gettin’ new money though but I’ve already made a killin’
I’ve already made a scene, I already live a dream
And the king’s road’s lonely, you can’t go with him
When it’s time for a test
Man ah man have gotta move swiftly ’cause you don’t want a knife in your chest
In the hood every day, it’s heroin, livin’ like they’re dead
Made it, now you’re lyin’ in your bed
It’s like, "Yo, has anybody seen my flow right here, cuz?"
Live in your ears like earplugs
Keep myself away like rare dubs
What makes you so scared? I’m sure fear does
On the real though, I stand up and face it
The levels high in my scene, that’s why I embrace it
Let me go on and enjoy what I created
Man will jump on the stage and go ape shit
For years I’ve been killin’ it, trust me
Swear down, I will never get rusty
My lyrics dem will rough up your lyrics like rugby
For the work I put in, the fans love me

[Verse 2: Devlin]
This one ain’t free but it’s the liberty
Street divinity
Me and Will’s tyranny
And this one’s willin’ me to rise like Pyrenees peaks and I’m lyrically
In the sky and then I’m ridin’ through infinity
Forever after, Devs be the master
Hit ’em with the Carleone ting, Godfather of grime
Don’t charter to ride through parts of
This precinct when it gets darker
Don’t think you can stand the heat
You can’t stand this peak
I’m like a million and one lightyears way past of an artist’s reach
Mary, I’m hard to beat
Now think deep
About this collabo
Historical events unravel
Like I went Middlesex, I came to Harrow
My man said he feel paro
Bloody cuffs, heart on my sleeve
This shit feels like beef to me
When I spit and my arms start swinigin’, I’m bringin’
More raw shit than a Beckton works
Smell it and know why Kano writ it
Wrote it, fuck me, alright, don’t quote it
Focus, look, now I’m back and it’s hopeless
Comparin’ me with these seeds
Too rare a breed of MC and the flow shifts
More than once a minute
Gettin’ off like Dahmer, I come and I kill it
A Dagenham’er strapped with a bunch of lyrics
That bang harder, where the fuck’s the gimmicks?
There ain’t nada
I’ve got the heart and spirit they can’t harbor
Silly men pass the limit and then scarper
When it comes on top with the urban legend, I get ’em like Carter

[Verse 3: Wiley]
Spitters can’t better these levels of terror
I leave my brain in my car but my head is together
I make a team of dons quit when I’m put under pressure
Rate Devlin, why? He’s a grime treasure
In grime, I’ve lined my catalogue up, prime seller
I’m never too far from the hype that I set up
I step up like a bredda who’s livin’ in nice weather
At work, puttin’ words together with ice letters
I spray, make a big tree lean in the road
Trees drop on your house to leave them a cold
Trees drop on your car, the windows smash
Eski brought O2 Indigo back
But this whole time, fam, I’ve been holy in grime
Even a first time who don’t know me in grime
But you love my stage vibe when I’m holdin’ a mic
I’m a pro now, bro, I jump over the spike

[Verse 4: Devlin]
Any hardcore fan of grime
Go mad when you hear this bang inside
I got the keys like pianists, black and white
I’ve been a beast in the scene all my adult life
Ever since Will said, "Hello, hi"
I was sat in the shadows, high
Concoctin’ the maddest vibe
With a way less narrow sight
Than a Homosapien eye
X-Ray, make way for my death ray
Nikola Tesla reborn to a next stage
Technology stole our children
The world’s in debt and our men are all templates
I’ll bring ten crates of my best mates
Puttin’ up my worst and best traits
Converse in a verse with dead saints
Holy grime, it’s a blessed day

Wiley – Name Brand (feat. Jme, Frisco & J2K) (Godfather Album)

I came to jam and hold a vibes
Hold a vibes
You know I go to the studio all the time
All the time
Sounding ever so grimy, they’re causing fights
Causing fights
Dance dun, now they’re switching on all the lights
I’m a name brand, I can’t afford to hype

I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man
I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man

‘Wiley, where are you going?’
I’m going to keep an old brand going
Back then, everyting was steady
Lately, it’s getting a bit edgy
Got a couple tings that I wanna try
Wanna expand so I gotta try
Have to make sure that my vibes hold sick
When I sell a ticket, it’s what they’re gonna buy
Branching out, new business
Cop the Landlord album, Giggs’
Fire, all-round fire
Hold tight Giggs, the real vibe supplier
London’s changed a bit, but I can still hit the booth
Start spraying and give the crowd fire
We don’t deflate, we stay pumped up
And dem man are flat tyre

I came to jam and hold a vibes
Hold a vibes
You know I go to the studio all the time
All the time
Sounding ever so grimy, they’re causing fights
Causing fights
Dance dun, now they’re switching on all the lights
I’m a name brand, I can’t afford to hype

I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man
I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man

Next to my name, there’s no losses
X ’em out with all crosses
That girl couldn’t get used to me
Because she ain’t used to no bosses
Ahah, all I got now is sausage
I do not count the losses
I just grab on the big back ting
And turn onto new topics, new ting
Come and ring-ring the bell, lights on
Curtains open as well, enter
Don’t get gassed off no rich sex
We’re just gonna do this calmly as hell
Is that cool? Well, that’s swell
Do you feel me? Well, that’s braille
I’m like a high street store to the gyal dem
Who can’t keep their hands off the name brand sales
Oh well, well, well

I came to jam and hold a vibes
Hold a vibes
You know I go to the studio all the time
All the time
Sounding ever so grimy, they’re causing fights
Causing fights
Dance dun, now they’re switching on all the lights
I’m a name brand, I can’t afford to hype

I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man
I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man

That’s the gameplan
The thug dem rate man
The gyal dem rate man
Frisco’s a name brand
And where I come from, the police all hate man
Haters hate cuh they ain’t man
Think you can call me out cause I’m a name brand?
Man wanna draw me out, what a shame, man
Man claim that they’re out here but I can’t see ’em
Anyhow, I think the piss has been taken
I’mma start moving like Liam, it’s mad
Spin an MC round like a kebab
New bars in my notepad, nigga, hold that
I’m a G by myself, you’ve gotta hold hands
I’ve never been disloyal
Like to buss joke, but I’ve never been a joke man

I came to jam and hold a vibes
Hold a vibes
You know I go to the studio all the time
All the time
Sounding ever so grimy, they’re causing fights
Causing fights
Dance dun, now they’re switching on all the lights
I’m a name brand, I can’t afford to hype

I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man
I’m a name brand, yeah that’s right, G
I’m a name brand, just like Nike
I’m a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I’m a name brand, but you can’t take man

Wiley – Speakerbox (Godfather Album)

That’s where we are right now, fam
And like everyone in your crew is just like, tunnel vision
It’s family, it’s what we care about or nothing
Like literally, there is no money that record labels can offer us no more, it’s dead
It’s just, there’s no point

I’ve achieved tings I was dreamin’ of
Step on the stage, start reelin’ off
Yo, when I’m goin’, better see me off
Well, not everybody’s gonna be the boss
If you look into my face, gonna see a boss
If you look into the crowd, you will see a mosh
Do my ting like Marley and Peter Tosh
It’s Eskiboy in your speakerbox

I know my name’s bigger than I make out
I used to push buj with the flake out
We had the first 110s that ever came out
I would book a New York flight, get the plane out
Wanna get my name out, we ain’t got the same clout
Went through a bag of shit that they’re payin’ out
I had my watch and my bracelet and chains out
Realised that’s dead, right then is when had to get my brain out
We ain’t on the same shit
I’m tellin’ everyone, we don’t shot the same brick
You got the pellets, I’m a grime kid
Face it, the pavement knows me, basically, everythin’ I know it showed me
Blud we ain’t from the same strip
On my strip nah look get a face-lift
Drugs on the staircase, drugs in the bait lift, every day I weight lift
Cops and robbers wanna take it, I hate it

I’ve achieved tings I was dreamin’ of
Step on the stage, start reelin’ off
Yo, when I’m goin’, better see me off
Well, not everybody’s gonna be the boss
If you look into my face, gonna see a boss
If you look into the crowd, you will see a mosh
Do my ting like Marley and Peter Tosh
It’s Eskiboy in your speakerbox

Made my street money, then I done a Phaze One
Me and Danny S. decide to make one
Club banger, street banger on the stations
Gettin’ played every day it’s in heavier rotation
I’m nationwide by now, people see the energy and take some
Stars in the sky yeah I made some
But how could I be here without
Biggin’ up Maxwell and Luke and Jason
Yo, hear me on the sets ’cause I grace ’em
Me and Dizzee made it an occupation
Came from a council estate, I know ’em all, you can name ’em
I was outside in the cold it was rainin’
Standin’ on stairs chattin’ shit about the pagans
Nuttin’ don’t phase us, nuttin’ don’t phase ’em
You got a top boy on your side? Nobody rates him
I’m chillin’ like

I’ve achieved tings I was dreamin’ of
Step on the stage, start reelin’ off
Yo, when I’m goin’, better see me off
Well, not everybody’s gonna be the boss
If you look into my face, gonna see a boss
If you look into the crowd, you will see a mosh
Do my ting like Marley and Peter Tosh
It’s Eskiboy in your speakerbox
I’ve achieved tings I was dreamin’ of
Step on the stage, start reelin’ off
Yo, when I’m goin’, better see me off
Well, not everybody’s gonna be the boss
If you look into my face, gonna see a boss
If you look into the crowd, you will see a mosh
Do my ting like Marley and Peter Tosh
It’s Eskiboy in your speakerbox

De wole ah wan’, can’t test when I wile out
I ain’t gotta have a gang when I ride out
I just get my mind right then I slide out
‘Cause if you’re bait, one don will talk and everybody’s gonna find out
I can bring a style out
Showcase the style, I put a vibe out
Pass me the water, I got a dry mouth
After that I spray a couple fire bars, make a shook spitter hide out
They ain’t got the same drive
Do my ting at night or in the day time
Don’t matter what time it is, I make time
And I have a Haze time and a break time
In a dance gyal a wine up your waistline
Everybody goin’ mad to the bassline
Sippin’ on a one drink at the same time
I power up around April and May times then I have a great time

I’ve achieved tings I was dreamin’ of
Step on the stage, start reelin’ off
Yo, when I’m goin’, better see me off
Well, not everybody’s gonna be the boss
If you look into my face, gonna see a boss
If you look into the crowd, you will see a mosh
Do my ting like Marley and Peter Tosh
It’s Eskiboy in your speakerbox

There’s no point in sayin’ these numbers to us anymore
Because we’ve seen them, yeah
So now everyone’s head’s on puttin’ this thing on the map
In a way that all the kids of today never have to go through what we went through

Wiley – Back With A Banger (Godfather Album)

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger (Preditah)

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, liquid flow
I fire like a MAC, it’s not a biscuit flow
E3 but I kill ’em with the Chrisp Street flow
DJs, spin the riddim, better mix me, though
Too clued-up, how you gonna trick me, bro?
Buy a lump, I don’t wanna tick three Os
Got the KFC, man have got the Dixy flow
They never break, you’ve never gotta fix these flows
I’m a K-I-N-G, the liquid flows
With the cracks in the concrete, I’m in them, bro
Yellow like a Simpson though, Bart Simpson flow
You know I’ve got that instant flow
Hello, hello, hi, liquid pro
See me in the club, killin’ off a liquid show
First measure, I tell my don pick these shows
‘Cause I wanna be in the club drinkin’, bro

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Verse 2]
Thinkin’ cap on
My flow’s what it’s like when you turn the tap on
You ever see me often you’re gonna see me back on
See me with white, might see me with black on
Ayy, man got the army Nike track on
I ain’t gonna bother nobody, I just crack on
Stack up, stack up, stack up, stack on
It’s my riddim the DJ wanna slap on
Step up, step in, watch everybody step out
I’m back on the Dizzee like when a man first set out
If you ain’t goin’ for the jugular then brudda, get out
Land and I do what I gotta do, then I jet out
Jet out, man, get out, the jets ain’t private
I’ll be in the aisle seats sittin’ in silence
Spit bars and the crowd go wild
When I look into the dance floor, it looks like violence

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Verse 3]
Backstage chillin’ in the dance with my dargs dem
None of them are fake, you can ask them
People who are lookin’ a hype, I walk past ’em
Dons could be richer or poor, I won’t class ’em
Dons could be ready for war, my bars spark ’em
My sound travels the seas, that’s why I part ’em
I can be foul, poisonous dart them
But the gyal dem wanna hype if I (uh)
It’s been a good year, couple wars, couple sick tunes
But now I’ve got a deal with a couple quick few
I will clash MCs, I will clash crews
You will know if you wanna try, the choice you choose
I will roll up on my ones and bring twos
In the war, I don’t get confused
You just get defused, nobody can’t snooze
I ain’t really got any points I wanna prove
But I gotta make a move

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Outro]
Boy Better Know
I’ve got the badboy flow
Yo
(Preditah)

Wiley – Pattern Up Properly (feat. Flowdan & Jamakabi) (Godfather Album)

[Hook: Wiley]
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anythin’ stop me
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anyone knock me
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly, listen

[Verse 1: Wiley]
My ting pattern up like mosh
Trouser, blazer, waistcoat and shirt
In my life, now man are big brand like Bosch
I won’t forget, I came from the dirt
If I go to a dance to rave, I think smart
Keep humble, I play my part
I’ve had a sick flow from the start
And I walked in the shubs with Jermaine and Marc
I’ve got bars for the shubs
Bars for the gyal dem, bars for the crooks
Anyone tryna set pace
Gonna get a nah look straight in the face
Anyone tryna get lairy
Better be careful, don’t come near me
My dons are in here
I’m right but a couple of wrongs are in here

[Hook: Wiley]
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anythin’ stop me
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anyone knock me
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly, listen

[Verse 2: Flowdan]
Yo, so everyting pattern
When the big dog’s on campus
OGs, killers and champions
My darg, remember your manners
Cuh mi nuh tek tough talk, rise every cannon
Slap one out of the rooftop
We mek dem scatter when they say they wanna group up
Bumbahole dead, tell a man move up
Alright then, shut down, shop and then roll out
Global, we nuh lock one town
Gun bag, ’nuff of dem are gun clown
None of them are ready for us to start dumpin’
Man ah move scary like Halloween pumpkin
Clart one, mek them stop frontin’
Some likkle man need to remember
That the farrda always been a don king

[Hook: Wiley]
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anythin’ stop me
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anyone knock me
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly, listen
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anythin’ stop me
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anyone knock me
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly, listen

[Verse 3: Jamakabi]
I’m a lyrical phenomenon
When I’m on the riddim, ain’t nobody badder than this
I’m honey, lemon and overproof rum
You’re just a likkle Lemsip
I’m an old school vet, you’re a bandwagonist
Ayy bwoy, tek time inna dis
I’m an HGV, you’re a full licence
Don’t carry no weight like this
I’m a known heavyweight inna dis
You’re known as a bantamweight inna dis
If your girl ever saw me in the dance
You would ah get left lookin’ ever so pissed
Your girl told me when it comes to the beatin’
I am the pro on and you’re on a mist
But let me tell you straight, when it comes to the eatin’
You are the pro cuh

[Hook: Wiley]
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anythin’ stop me
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anyone knock me
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly, listen
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anythin’ stop me
When I’m on a mission
I can’t let anyone knock me
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly
That’s why when I go out
Gotta make sure my ting pattern up properly, listen

Wiley – Can’t Go Wrong (Godfather Album)

My team’s got a lot of dons
And we’re doing this ting, go check out the songs
"Man don’t care", we shut down the park
You can see us onstage like "what’s going on?"
BBK got a lot going on
Skepta, that’s my brudda, that’s my don
They could never control how man are doing it
It’s authentic, can’t go wrong

Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong

When it’s straight from the heart, the music gets heard
Could’ve been a roadman, could’ve been a nerd
Dad told me "don’t follow the herd"
Instinct, yes, I follow the word
I used to go and get what I’m given
Now I go and get what I’m worth
Still going strong cause I gotta believe
That I’m the wickedest grime MC on this earth

My team’s got a lot of dons
And we’re doing this ting, go check out the songs
"Man don’t care", we shut down the park
You can see us onstage like "what’s going on?"
BBK got a lot going on
Skepta, that’s my brudda, that’s my don
They could never control how man are doing it
It’s authentic, can’t go wrong

Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong

Yo, I wanna MC, bruv
Step in the place and I MC, bruv
Jump on the stage and I MC, bruv
Mash up the place when I MC, bruv
Bruv, I wanna MC, bruv
Pass me the mic, I’ma MC, bruv
No question, top flight MC, bruv
Full clip, never on empty, bruv

My team’s got a lot of dons
And we’re doing this ting, go check out the songs
"Man don’t care", we shut down the park
You can see us onstage like "what’s going on?"
BBK got a lot going on
Skepta, that’s my brudda, that’s my don
They could never control how man are doing it
It’s authentic, can’t go wrong

Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong

What’s gwaning, what’s the motion?
Fresh out the oven like a Sunday roast
You can find me swimming in the ocean
Sunset, I might drive round the coast
When it’s showtime, jump on a plane and take flight
I stand out like one brake light
Everybody wants their crew to be sick
But you and your crew are just one great hype

My team’s got a lot of dons
And we’re doing this ting, go check out the songs
"Man don’t care", we shut down the park
You can see us onstage like "what’s going on?"
BBK got a lot going on
Skepta, that’s my brudda, that’s my don
They could never control how man are doing it
It’s authentic, can’t go wrong

Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong
Can’t go wrong, when it’s straight from the heart, you can’t go wrong
If it’s a real vibe then you can’t go wrong

Can’t go wrong

Wiley – Bang (feat. Ghetts) (Godfather Album)

[Hook: Ghetts]
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Self-employed wealthy boy
Dealt with pain, dealt with joy
Me and Wiley are cool now
But I’m the same nigga who tried help destroy him
Tell Lorraine, tell McCoy
I failed again, felt annoyed
Now I’ve got paper round
Me, Daily Star ’cause I sell the voice
Oi, it’s the paper boy, I’m in effect
Don’t like me? I’ve always been a threat
My only competition is the man in the mirror
My niggas or my silhouette
They know I’m a flamethrower
Make man lay low and lay lower
Anybody says that they can’t get hold of me
Tell them niggas, I’ll be on the same blower
Who am I? The baddest MC that grime ever produced
The resident Eskimo goer
Culture vultures, they owe us
Oh, now they know us?

[Hook: Ghetts]
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?

[Verse 2: Wiley]
(Bang) I’m hot, so what?
(Bang) I’m out spittin’ for free, no gwop
(Bang) And my path is clear, no stops
Got yards in the sticks, no shops, no cops
(Bang) Keep my mind on the cash
I see if I can turn a stack
I know you love practicin’ but
Me and my niggas were born burnin’ tracks
Like yo, they know I’m that post-quitter
Mind that gyal dere, she’s a gold digger
Chattin’ ’bout how you didn’t know a bro with her
Push me far, turn me to a cold figure
Respect, you do it, but man have done it
Anybody from the elite, you know we run it
Here’s what it feels like to win
Get rewarded, after 100 miles of runnin’

[Hook: Ghetts]
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?

[Verse 3: Ghetts & Wiley]
GH, and I’ve been doing this
Since I had an Ericsson 338
And I have pushed more wigs back
Than a label has done to an album release date
If I send for an MC
Then man better reply tonight, not a week late
If a man can’t move on from the war
Right after it, bro, that’s a weak trait
I’m not a lager lout
But I’m still throwin’ bars about
Midday, lookin’ for a haircut
Shop’s packed, gotta go to the barber’s house
I’m doin’ business everyday here
That’s why I can’t mess or laugh about
When it comes to the grime in 2016, rudeboy
I’m the hardest out

[Hook: Ghetts]
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?
Bang, same city, new blocks
Bang, boombox on the rooftop
Bang, who’s hot? Who’s not?
Bang, new job, who’s boss?

Wiley – U Were Always, Pt.2 (feat. Skepta & Belly) (Godfather Album)

[Verse 1: Skepta]
Told me that you were at home sleepin’ (liar!)
So many times you took me for a fool
Really you were goin’ out late in the evenin’ (slag!)
In the club bang on the lash you were cheatin’, up and down
All them Victoria Secrets that you were keepin’
That’s not love, that’s breakin’ the rules
You think I’d never see those things you were tweetin’
Cut so deep, man couldn’t stop bleedin’ (check this!)
I was out there tryna get that house, on the grind
All I asked for was a, "Well done, Junior!"
Give my love to the boys, real shit
Instead you wanna argue and make up noise
Shit so fucked up, look at us now, fucked up
No nice words comin’ out of your mouth
We get drunk and then we say it’s over
Then, we get back together when we get sober
I don’t what’s true anymore
We’re just goin’ around in circles now

[Hook: Belly]
I remember the times when I called you my queen and my wifey to be
But somehow I’m always in the wrong, so I guess it ain’t you, it’s me
All the fights and the hype got a G stressed out but I can’t lose sleep
But this time I know that’s it’s over, bare more tings in the sea
I remember the times when I called you my queen and my wifey to be
But somehow I’m always in the wrong, so I guess it ain’t you, it’s me
All the fights and the hype got a G stressed out but I can’t lose sleep
But this time I know that’s it’s over, bare more tings in the sea

[Verse 2: Wiley]
If I told you before still would’ve got mad though (crazy ting)
I know you don’t want drama, you don’t want aggro
I still can’t work out why you would cause a big scene in Nando’s
We had a good ting goin’ on but that’s how that goes
I was drawin’ away, in your house I didn’t want to stay
Don’t know when I woke up, I felt guilty for the whole day
Too many women on my mind, too many swimmin’ in my mind
Now I’m out of control, I’ve been steppin’ out of line
Yeah, she was a fling so it weren’t nothin’ major, it was just vibes
When I roll with her, she’s got me in a natural high, no lie
And the time we spent was so great, I don’t wanna blag
I’m thinkin’ different now, babe, I don’t wanna try
I wanna move on ’cause I want a fresh vibe in the future
I pick up on what’s goin’ on, trust, I’m not a snoozer
I know you heard I was spendin’ bare time in the boozer
I know the ting we had was cool, but this tings much cooler
Ice!

[Hook: Belly]
I remember the times when I called you my queen and my wifey to be
But somehow I’m always in the wrong, so I guess it ain’t you, it’s me
All the fights and the hype got a G stressed out but I can’t lose sleep
But this time I know that’s it’s over, bare more tings in the sea
I remember the times when I called you my queen and my wifey to be
But somehow I’m always in the wrong, so I guess it ain’t you, it’s me
All the fights and the hype got a G stressed out but I can’t lose sleep
But this time I know that’s it’s over, bare more tings in the sea

Wiley – On This (feat. Chip, Ice Kid & Little D) (Godfather Album)

Name won’t die out
I proved my point at the try-outs
Can’t sell things for the wrong price
Wanna own stuff, no buy-outs
Had a flow for the longest
Had bars for the longest
Other dons wonder why they won’t last so long
It’s cause they ain’t on this

I’m on tings, ring my phone, no long ting
Could’ve been the right or the wrong ting
Make a big song ting
Everybody sing-along ting
Hold tight my gang, though, sing-along kings
I bring along kings
They bring along other sing-along kings
I’ve shown you already what a string of luck brings
Don’t matter about your upbringing
Man are still winning, on this ting every day though
Songs don’t drop everyday, they’re getting made though
Ain’t on the radio much, I’m getting played though
No, I ain’t new in the game, I’m getting paid dough
Top grime dons are the livest
All the fans come through and decide this
History’s written, I ain’t gotta rewrite it
Man are the elite, bro, we ain’t gotta hide it

Name won’t die out
I proved my point at the try-outs
Can’t sell things for the wrong price
Wanna own stuff, no buy-outs
Had a flow for the longest
Had bars for the longest
Other dons wonder why they won’t last so long
It’s cause they ain’t on this

RIP jokes (‘llow that, ‘llow that)
Man can’t die out (never)
I book that and fly out (somewhere hot)
I let it boom bye bye out
Tek man for chocolate chip
You can’t melt me or deep-fry me (‘llow that, ‘llow that)
I beg a man don’t doubt me
Put lion bars on a bounty
Can’t let nuttin’ slide, come on guys (come on)
Tell a boy fuck your watch, take your time (come on)
You man forced the wheel, on your bike (come on)
You’re bad in your ends, not in mine (‘llow it)
You’re nice over there, not on grime (come on)
Don’t come over here, stay aside (yeah)
Mad ting, over here
Lyrics fly like birds in the sky

Name won’t die out
I proved my point at the try-outs
Can’t sell things for the wrong price
Wanna own stuff, no buy-outs
Had a flow for the longest
Had bars for the longest
Other dons wonder why they won’t last so long
It’s cause they ain’t on this
Name won’t die out
I proved my point at the try-outs
Can’t sell things for the wrong price
Wanna own stuff, no buy-outs
Had a flow for the longest
Had bars for the longest
Other dons wonder why they won’t last so long
It’s cause they ain’t on this

Anybody frightened
Like you’re on tour but I’mma dun your hype
Cold like a chunk of ice, undefined
Best stick to your humble pie
You know me, man, I flow deep like
Anybody coming here better come precise
Quit talking a bunch of shite, you’re not hard
Man have a [?]sign like RondoNumbaNine
Be like I be the greatest ever
Step foot on the face of the earth
Got a way with the words, haters wanna rain on my turf
Till I take ’em away in a hearse
Vacate cause you ain’t got the nerve or the
So many things I can state in a verse
Spray words for the cake in your purse
But you man are all broke, it’s like you ain’t able to work

Name won’t die out
I proved my point at the try-outs
Can’t sell things for the wrong price
Wanna own stuff, no buy-outs
Had a flow for the longest
Had bars for the longest
Other dons wonder why they won’t last so long
It’s cause they ain’t on this

Look, our line of work was lining work
Now I’m in the game doing grime with nerds
Said that I’m a diamond in the dirt
But I don’t know what a diamond’s worth
I was in the big ass riding bird
Sitting with Skrigz, Hattie and Church
Real life link up behind the bars
Now I’m back in the lab like Heisenberg
Still spitting that meth, turn up to a man’s set
Giving it as good as he gets
Wasn’t impressed, labels show interest
Still don’t wanna invest
Anyone’s guess, man said he wanted me dead
I put the Ps to a man’s chest, then I put him in check
No, I don’t indirect
Something that I need to address? I’ll be at your address

Name won’t die out
I proved my point at the try-outs
Can’t sell things for the wrong price
Wanna own stuff, no buy-outs
Had a flow for the longest
Had bars for the longest
Other dons wonder why they won’t last so long
It’s cause they ain’t on this

Wiley – Bait Face (feat. Scratchy) (Godfather Album)

[Hook: Scratchy & Wiley]
My face is bait, I can’t hide it
I make the beat sound better when I ride it
We’re top of the game, they don’t like it
I hit the road everyday like a cyclist
They can’t battle with us, we’re like vikings
Freestyle straight off the brain with no writin’
When I get off the plane, I’m still flyin’
Dem man are at the bottom of the food chain, cryin’

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Jump onstage lookin’ for a reload with your best bar
And don’t get one, that’s hype
That means the crowd don’t wanna hear you on the mic
For some reason, they’re thinkin’ that’s hype
All they wanna do is sit and hear who they like
I’ve been killin’ sets in the middle of the night
My lyrical flow is flyin’ high up like a kite
That’s why you can’t touch it ’cause we are not alike
I walk in the place like, "Everybody’s better than me
Hmm, sike", yeah, that’s hype
I can ride riddim as good as I ride bikes
Small bikes, mountain bikes and power bikes
But if I add flash for the wheelie
And drop down, bro, that’s hype
Even though I’m used to doin’ what I like
Some of what I do is right or it’s hype

[Hook: Scratchy & Wiley]
My face is bait, I can’t hide it
I make the beat sound better when I ride it
We’re top of the game, they don’t like it
I hit the road everyday like a cyclist
They can’t battle with us, we’re like vikings
Freestyle straight off the brain with no writin’
When I get off the plane, I’m still flyin’
Dem man are at the bottom of the food chain, cryin’

[Verse 2: Scratchy]
There’s only one of me, there ain’t two
There’s a donny round here and it ain’t you
I ain’t rich but I make do
Get the job done in one, fuck take two
You don’t like me but your mates do
Scratchy’s about, stay tuned
Yiyiyiyi, take that
Sharpest knife in the drawer, cuttin’ straight through
If you go lookin’ for war, you’re gonna find it
But I ain’t scared of war, I don’t mind it
Don’t try read my mind, you’re not psychic
Next time, think before you start typin’
Next time, think before you start hypin’
I make the car look better when I drive it
I make the bike look better when I ride it
Bass, followed by strings and violins

[Hook: Scratchy & Wiley]
My face is bait, I can’t hide it
I make the beat sound better when I ride it
We’re top of the game, they don’t like it
I hit the road everyday like a cyclist
They can’t battle with us, we’re like vikings
Freestyle straight off the brain with no writin’
When I get off the plane, I’m still flyin’
Dem man are at the bottom of the food chain, cryin’

[Verse 3: Wiley]
Live life on water, live life on dry land
I’ve got the words flowin’ from my right hand
Man are generous, never been a tight man
If you’ve got a problem, step on the grass and fight, fam
Sprite got me off 7Up
Then I drink so much, I am a Sprite man
Do it solo, I don’t wanna hype man
I can make a song off top, I rock and write, fam
Anytime I speak, that’s bars for the fans
I’ve been on a high note from I started my plans
Got a face for music, hail up Chams
Wastin’ any time ain’t part of the plan
It’s about man grabbin’ yellow dots like it’s Pac-Man
Be your own boss so a man can’t sack man
Drop the first one, drop the sequel
You might last long in the game just like Lethal

[Hook: Scratchy & Wiley]
My face is bait, I can’t hide it
I make the beat sound better when I ride it
We’re top of the game, they don’t like it
I hit the road everyday like a cyclist
They can’t battle with us, we’re like vikings
Freestyle straight off the brain with no writin’
When I get off the plane, I’m still flyin’
Dem man are at the bottom of the food chain, cryin’

Wiley – My Direction (Godfather Album)

[Hook: Wiley]
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Out of town, that’s where I run you
I run up on the stage right now and I will dun you
I did it on my own in my city like a one yout
Ain’t a battle but I’m spittin’ like a one two
Cyan’t find me ’cause I’m lost like a one boot
Door’s open, everybody wanna run through
I run through crew, I’ve got the pass for the run through
See a buff gyal, then I’m like, "Come through"
Always see me killin’ it, killin’ it like a madman
Everybody’s into man or tryna be a badman
Manna piss on that, man snaked, man-a grab man
Fling you in the boot, uppercut, then jab man
Flow so wavy, fitted like a snapback
Grew up on The Prodigy, grew up on the rap act
My flow’s ebola, my flow’s anthrax
Yo, I’ve got a new vibe, everybody’s on that

[Hook: Wiley]
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them

[Verse 2: Lethal B]
In ’04, said I wanna be the best MC
I don’t care about bein’ on TV
I make couple mil, couple gyal, that’s me
Have couple yards, couple cars, that’s me
Two sixteen out here, murkin’ shows
No Akademics now, I wear Dench clothes
Had a Punto, now I cop Lambos
Hard work pays off, yeah, don, I know
Sold-out tours, yeah, come to a show
If you ain’t got the right P, the answer’s no
Didn’t see you on Rinse, didn’t see you on Déjà
Now you wanna call me family, bro? Leave it
Lookin’ for a bringin’? You won’t receive it
To get this far, you won’t believe it
I’m not from Newham, I’m a general
Put some respeck on my name when you speak it

[Hook: Wiley]
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them

[Verse 3: Wiley]
Yo, my name’s Wiley, I’m grimy
I’m too shiesty, you won’t get beside me
You won’t get by or go past me, don’t put it past me
Blud, you will never outlast me
Yo, my name’s Wiley, I’m grimy
I’m too shiesty, you won’t get beside me
You won’t get by or go past me, don’t put it past me
Blud, you will never
I’ve got stripes on my shoulders, scars of all the wars I’ve been in
Blud, I’ve never been a fortunate king
But if a man can live through the worse, avoidin’ the curse
Don’t matter ’bout the wars I’ve been in
I’ve been gettin’ run-down and runnin’ man down too
If man are grass then I can’t be around you
I’m in the trenches, man might surround you
Man get rushed, can’t swing? Then you better learn how to

[Hook: Wiley]
Dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could’ve joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that’s where I run them

Wiley – Like It Or Not (feat. Breeze) (Godfather Album)

[Hook: Breeze]
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, my streets hot
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, like it or not

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Like it or not, I was at the start
You was sayin’, "Stop dat", we was in the dance
We were gettin’ reloads inside clubs
We were gettin’ reloads out in the parks
Flew past everyone who had a head start
Time flew quick, then I had to get smart
Now it’s a new day, everybody’s got new ways
That’s why I’m not livin’ in the past
I perceived the whole game on the whole same as a ref
Started on the right but I came from the left
Born in the east but stayed in the west
Put my money down, I ain’t changin’ my bet
Never been a goal-hanger ’cause I can dribble
I was in jungle sprayin’ bars with Riddles
Used to blaze weed, eat food, get the giggles
See me in a sweet shop lookin’ for the Skittles

[Hook: Breeze]
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, my streets hot
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, like it or not

[Verse 2: Wiley]
Like it or not, I came from the block
What I’ve seen might just leave you in shock
Man are in the station, prison or dock
Man are on the street with MACs, knives and Glocks
And dons gettin’ ran down, chased round blocks
Dons gettin’ skied by multiple shots
Dons gettin’ kidnapped, dons gettin’ robbed
That’s why I tell a don, "Just go get a job"
Blud, I was on the roof, I was in the trenches
I was on the mic chattin’ ’bout sixth senses
I was on the radio, legal and pirate
I was in the hood when they first called Trident
Doors gettin’ kicked off, guns gettin’ found
How’d you think I produced the coldest sound?
I was in the zone, anywhere you go
You can tell a man this ain’t a bogus sound

[Hook: Breeze]
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, my streets hot
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, like it or not
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, my streets hot
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, like it or not

[Verse 3: Wiley]
Yo, do it every year, fam, I never stop
The level of my lyrics will never drop
You’ve been watchin’ us years now
I’ve already written gold bars I could never top
Made sick beats I could never top
Couple ideas that will never drop
Started together in the game
Some man are so sick with it but they will never pop
Me and my team will forever pop
I ain’t gotta go and get a better job
This one’s cool, we all get along
Man want a tea? Put the kettle on
Clear my brain and I’m better off
If you know she’s mad, then don’t set her off
Told you before
I do my show, then I’m jettin’ off

[Hook: Breeze]
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Ride for the side, die for the team
First in the scene, like it or not
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, my streets hot
Been around the block, spin around the block
Been around the top, like it or not

Wiley – Lucid (Godfather Album)

[Hook]
I was on point when I made The Elusive
Mum told me, "Stop makin’ excuses"
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive
Do it for my people, they say I’m lucid
People tell me they only want true shit (no lie)
Tell a man don’t take the food if you know you can’t move it (leave that there)
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive (that’s right)
I do it for my people, they say I’m lucid

[Verse 1]
All these days in a month
Tryna get everything done
When I try do too much
I don’t get anything done
Rollin’ through like a bulldozer
I go hard, here I go, here I come
Now when I think about what I wanna do
I wanna do what’s never been done
I wanna see my genre where it belongs
It’s gettin’ bigger, are you hearin’ the songs?
I wanna hail up Meridian Dan
And the rest of the Meridian Gang
Big up the youngers who were comin’ up in the game
Yes, you can make a million pound
I was with Geeneus, we made the wickedest ting
From day, we’ve been livin’ this sound

[Hook]
I was on point when I made The Elusive
Mum told me, "Stop makin’ excuses"
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive
Do it for my people, they say I’m lucid
People tell me they only want true shit (no lie)
Tell a man don’t take the food if you know you can’t move it (leave that there)
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive (that’s right)
I do it for my people, they say I’m lucid

[Verse 2]
All these months in a year
Sippin’ on wine and beer
So much gyal over here
Must be love in the air
All I wanna do is party all night
So let me just make that clear
I can see bottles of the Grey Goose
I can see bottles of Belvedere
Rise in the mornin’, I put the work in
Flow’s wavy like a duck surfin’
You can stand still but the clock’s turnin’
If you don’t work then you’re not earnin’
For the right reason, I know about cash
I should have a birthday bash
Then I can draw for my
25 MCs chillin’ out back

[Hook]
I was on point when I made The Elusive
Mum told me, "Stop makin’ excuses"
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive
Do it for my people, they say I’m lucid
People tell me they only want true shit (no lie)
Tell a man don’t take the food if you know you can’t move it (leave that there)
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive (that’s right)
I do it for my people, they say I’m lucid

[Verse 3]
All these dons in the crew
Bare shows, always on the move
Murk it where we go to
Man skank out, I should do a bogul
If the show’s live then I’ll do a stage dive
You got your phone out, you’re on FaceTime
Fist pumpin’ like before race time
Heart beatin’ like it’s police chase time
I’ve been given new time
I’ve learned loads and loads through time
Let me give a shout to my scene one time
Let me give a shout to my scene two time
Now I get clocked like a sport shoe sign
Man jump ahead like more food time
I can still spray up the riddims
Of the oldest or the new grime

[Hook]
I was on point when I made The Elusive
Mum told me, "Stop makin’ excuses"
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive
Do it for my people, they say I’m lucid
People tell me they only want true shit (no lie)
Tell a man don’t take the food if you know you can’t move it (leave that there)
I’ma drop my album on fans exclusive (that’s right)
I do it for my people, they say I’m lucid

Wiley – Laptop (feat. Manga) (Godfather Album)

[Verse 1: Wiley]
It’s my life, that machine
All of my thoughts inside that machine
I’ve got my youts laptops young
So when they get older, money ah go run
Get your IT skills up, and watch how your bank fills up
You want thousands? Then you get your mills up
This lappy can buy you houses
Me and mine go together like real love
I’ve been a MacBook pro for a while
And you ain’t seen me at a show for a while
But I’m back with a couple of bangers for my culture
Couldn’t stop me even if you was a vulture
Right now, I’ve gotta charge up
When I see eight green dots, then I’m charged up
Biggin’ up Danny, Target, large up
From Roman disc days to start-up

[Hook: Wiley]
I take pride in what I do, it’s why I’ve got a laptop
I do it every day, I’ve gotta hit the jackpot
I hit the jackpot when they say the track’s hot
Had bare records on the wall, it was lookin’ like
A New Era hat shop, no backdrop
Pray this beat is like a goalie here
Dem man saved couple shots but they couldn’t stop that shot
I’ve got one main tool: my laptop

[Verse 2: Wiley]
Let me tell you how man got here
Started off with the cracked software
All them plugins made man
So much money and it didn’t stop there
Went on for years of my life
I was in the kitchen makin’ riddims all night
Sound card, mic and a keyboard
And I wasn’t lookin’ for a reward
I was doin’ it, passion, a leader
Since [?] Street and the fever
Any vision that I had was a real one
I’m a Logic user; a real one
Reach for a draw of the peng and then I build one
Wanted a scene and I built one
My laptop’s part of my brain
Since I’ve had one, I ain’t ever been the same

[Hook: Wiley]
I take pride in what I do, it’s why I’ve got a laptop
I do it every day, I’ve gotta hit the jackpot
I hit the jackpot when they say the track’s hot
Had bare records on the wall, it was lookin’ like
A New Era hat shop, no backdrop
Pray this beat is like a goalie here
Dem man saved couple shots but they couldn’t stop that shot
I’ve got one main tool: my laptop

[Break: Wiley]
That’s my tool, that machine
That MacBook Pro
MacBook Pro forever, trust me

[Verse 3: Manga]
Ay, use that, get back, draw for the Mac
Ay, yo, record, biggerman
Do the video and the artwork too
Yeah, man, all of that jazz
No, I never backtrack, black jeans, black hat
Mac in my backpack like I’m tryna war with a man
Quad core does more
Stay fit for what, rudeboy on a man
Ready fi get bill up, hard drive fill up
Gotta do works if you wanna be a winner
Anythin’ I gotta do, I’m gonna do it quicker
Only relyin’ on the brudda in the mirror
I mean that, life, you can’t CMD+Z that
Me done preed that, mad if you can’t see that
Send out, I bring up the riddims
No, I can’t ever relax

[Hook: Wiley]
I take pride in what I do, it’s why I’ve got a laptop
I do it every day, I’ve gotta hit the jackpot
I hit the jackpot when they say the track’s hot
Had bare records on the wall, it was lookin’ like
A New Era hat shop, no backdrop
Pray this beat is like a goalie here
Dem man saved couple shots but they couldn’t stop that shot
I’ve got one main tool: my laptop
I take pride in what I do, it’s why I’ve got a laptop
I do it every day, I’ve gotta hit the jackpot
I hit the jackpot when they say the track’s hot
Had bare records on the wall, it was lookin’ like
A New Era hat shop, no backdrop
Pray this beat is like a goalie here
Dem man saved couple shots but they couldn’t stop that shot
I’ve got one main tool: my laptop

Wiley – P Money (Remix) (feat. P Money) (Godfather Album)

[Hook: Wiley]
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money

[Verse 1: Wiley & P Money]
I ain’t never been the type of spitter on a track
To have a donny murk me and never murk back
‘Cause all I wanna do is see my name at the top
That’s why I can’t act like I never heard that
I’ve got ears, am I hearing, any pussy test, I will spear him
Them man have got one bag of chat
They’ve got one bag of Ps, what you bringin’ round here?
Ask them what they’re doin’ round here
Cuh if they want a bit of mine, tell a man I want to get rid of guys
I’m known for rollin’ with man that’s clearly uncivilised
Man will fill in these pitta guys
About they wanna take man for a mouse
‘Til I press a button and get your fanpage minimised
Every single one of their flows are opitimised
Everyone’s sick ’til I realised
Nobody’s sicker than the sickest MC
When you realise nobody’s slewin’ ’em again
I ain’t Skepta, but man’s been there, done that
And now man is on doin’ it again
Don’t touch my set, you’ll ruin it again
There he goes offbeat, you’re doin’ it again
Mad, man can’t diss my mum
Every clash I’ve had, I’m on bringin’ in a skeng
Oi, Wiley, tell them again

[Hook: Wiley]
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money

[Verse 2: Wiley]
When I was broke, I was better at this
My money got me couple iceberg sweaters and this
When I started, I didn’t know I’d get on the list
Of MCs who were top flight, sprayin’ on the top mic
Ain’t done the work but you boast that it’s not right
Used to waste grands on garms but now I shop right
First ten years, G, I was on a block hype
Some MCs are alike but I’m not like
None of them, and I’ve had wars with a ton of ’em
Nobody’s ever gonna do what we done again
Put me in any scene, I end up runnin’ it
My crew are winners, we end up sonnin’ them
Cuh my dons stand on the frontline
Ready for the war in the cold or the sunshine
You wanna flop in your game but I run mine
I be in the skillzone, bullseye, one time

[Hook: Wiley]
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money (I’m telling you)
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money (brap, brap)
I tell a don it ain’t funny
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money
I tell a don it ain’t funny (hey)
That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money

[Outro: P Money sample]
Yo, a lot of these MCs think they’re bad
I held the MAC and the MAC went mad
This something screaming ratatat
And now you’re a myth nobody know, blam
Everybody scatters, nobody look back
Don’t drink loads and think that you’re rough, blud
I will show you Jack and Daniels gassed