[Intro: Skepta, Drake & (Idris Elba)]
Yo, man's never seen Idris in the studio when it's shutdown
Truss mi daddi
Hold tight Skept, hold tight the crew, hold tight, (7 Wallace)
[Verse 1: Idris Elba & (Drake)]
I've been shut down, got up again, swear man ah na sufferin'
No opinions out your mans and them, gone, clear, vanishing
Apocalypse, been cancelling, Wallace Road, I've been smashin' them
Now I'm on a remix, said it's shutdown
And I got you looking at the world, bafflin'
It's okay cause I'm acting like I'm rapping, but I'm slapping
My dick into them faces of them haters while I'm cashin' in
Super friends, down with them, I'm here with that new sound
I'm here to shut you down, run your mouth and go tell a friend
See that Wire? Shut it down, ain't nobody else selling brown
Ain't nobody else Stringer Bell, boy from the East End did well, man
You see Mandela, man a shut it down, ain't nobody else touchin' that
Ain't nobody tryna fuck with Denz, this my time on the new gents
Ya'll need a score
I ain't sittin' on the bench, I ain't second in command, nah man I'm knocking down them doors
I ain't livin' on the fence, I ain't runnin' up my gums, now man I'm runnin' up my draws
And I murdered ya, Luther
Have you heard 'bout that rumour yeah?
(Truss me daddi) Shutdown
Yo, man's never seen Idris in the studio when it's shutdown
Truss mi daddi
Hold tight Skept, hold tight the crew, hold tight, (7 Wallace)
[Verse 1: Idris Elba & (Drake)]
I've been shut down, got up again, swear man ah na sufferin'
No opinions out your mans and them, gone, clear, vanishing
Apocalypse, been cancelling, Wallace Road, I've been smashin' them
Now I'm on a remix, said it's shutdown
And I got you looking at the world, bafflin'
It's okay cause I'm acting like I'm rapping, but I'm slapping
My dick into them faces of them haters while I'm cashin' in
Super friends, down with them, I'm here with that new sound
I'm here to shut you down, run your mouth and go tell a friend
See that Wire? Shut it down, ain't nobody else selling brown
Ain't nobody else Stringer Bell, boy from the East End did well, man
You see Mandela, man a shut it down, ain't nobody else touchin' that
Ain't nobody tryna fuck with Denz, this my time on the new gents
Ya'll need a score
I ain't sittin' on the bench, I ain't second in command, nah man I'm knocking down them doors
I ain't livin' on the fence, I ain't runnin' up my gums, now man I'm runnin' up my draws
And I murdered ya, Luther
Have you heard 'bout that rumour yeah?
(Truss me daddi) Shutdown
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