Triton Devlin (Ft. Ghetts)

[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