[Intro: Chip]
I went to a school called grime
I didn't see you that time
I went to a school called grime
I didn't see you that time
[Hook: Chip]
If you think you
Can come against I, I
Then lyrics will fly like birds in the sky
Now your career's on the line
Next time, think twice before you try
And come against me, yeah?
[Verse 1: Chip]
Look, give me more, give me more
8 bars, 16 or 24
Pull up in the dance, get a reload fam
With a 16, I wrote a 16 at 24
When I spit this lyric in my 30s
You wanna understand you can't murk me
And the little sly digs don't hurt me
Cause listen, I'm a big man but I'm not 30
Man know the scene, man know I'm from it
Man just gassed, man don't want it
Man know Chipmunk, man know I'm froggy
Mic in my right hand, man don't want it
Listen, I'm a cool lad, I'm not bad
But when I put my pen to my pad, it's like a gat
Anytime I bust a rhyme, I make it clap
Look how I'm moving it forward, bringing it back
Cut the beat out, fuck that, bring it back
Listen, we can get a set vibe live on a track
You think I care for garms you wear?
Fam, you can't buy swag, it's swag
Yeah, back in the day I was Heat FM's prophet
Times when £5 subs hurt my pocket
Grime scene saviour, Rudolph raver
10 years later, you know I still got it
I went to a school called grime
I didn't see you that time
I went to a school called grime
I didn't see you that time
[Hook: Chip]
If you think you
Can come against I, I
Then lyrics will fly like birds in the sky
Now your career's on the line
Next time, think twice before you try
And come against me, yeah?
[Verse 1: Chip]
Look, give me more, give me more
8 bars, 16 or 24
Pull up in the dance, get a reload fam
With a 16, I wrote a 16 at 24
When I spit this lyric in my 30s
You wanna understand you can't murk me
And the little sly digs don't hurt me
Cause listen, I'm a big man but I'm not 30
Man know the scene, man know I'm from it
Man just gassed, man don't want it
Man know Chipmunk, man know I'm froggy
Mic in my right hand, man don't want it
Listen, I'm a cool lad, I'm not bad
But when I put my pen to my pad, it's like a gat
Anytime I bust a rhyme, I make it clap
Look how I'm moving it forward, bringing it back
Cut the beat out, fuck that, bring it back
Listen, we can get a set vibe live on a track
You think I care for garms you wear?
Fam, you can't buy swag, it's swag
Yeah, back in the day I was Heat FM's prophet
Times when £5 subs hurt my pocket
Grime scene saviour, Rudolph raver
10 years later, you know I still got it
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