Triton Devlin (Ft. Ghetts)
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[Verse 1: Devlin]
Who, when, where and what? I'll scare 'em off
Some fairy mob tryna be what they're clearly not
Wanna breathe or dare to cough?
You're gettin' beat with a slipper when I'm takin' it off
Grandad of grime, man
Bag full of lime when I turn up
You're in the Nile with a Croc in
My dominion I tried to incite more brilliance
I weren't just rhymin' a lot
Visionary with an urban dictionary
Runnin' rings 'round those that I come across
Grindin' for lots, no less to be lost
But a guy that will seek, always gets what he wants
Lookin' up at a policeman's weapon
Not quite but guys seem under the cosh
If I come back, I wanna be a leopard
Why? 'Cause I've heard they don't change their spots
I just want a little normality
Reality is not so real, I need clarity
If not, then a chariot to carry me
Pulled by forces polar to gravity
They have not got what I have in me
More grit than a snow truck avidly
Rollin' up with the blown vocabulary
Way before Shaun T and insanity
I had to work it out
And keep it more real than the Bernabéu
Get slapped on sight in your dirty mouth
Taken out of the game that I turned around
The pot's been boilin' now for too long
One chef with a firmer hand
Is back now right out of the background
So back down or else get boiled, not blanched
Who, when, where and what? I'll scare 'em off
Some fairy mob tryna be what they're clearly not
Wanna breathe or dare to cough?
You're gettin' beat with a slipper when I'm takin' it off
Grandad of grime, man
Bag full of lime when I turn up
You're in the Nile with a Croc in
My dominion I tried to incite more brilliance
I weren't just rhymin' a lot
Visionary with an urban dictionary
Runnin' rings 'round those that I come across
Grindin' for lots, no less to be lost
But a guy that will seek, always gets what he wants
Lookin' up at a policeman's weapon
Not quite but guys seem under the cosh
If I come back, I wanna be a leopard
Why? 'Cause I've heard they don't change their spots
I just want a little normality
Reality is not so real, I need clarity
If not, then a chariot to carry me
Pulled by forces polar to gravity
They have not got what I have in me
More grit than a snow truck avidly
Rollin' up with the blown vocabulary
Way before Shaun T and insanity
I had to work it out
And keep it more real than the Bernabéu
Get slapped on sight in your dirty mouth
Taken out of the game that I turned around
The pot's been boilin' now for too long
One chef with a firmer hand
Is back now right out of the background
So back down or else get boiled, not blanched
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