[Intro]
Yo, tell me is this grimey enough?
Fucker, tell me is this grimey enough?
Yo, is this grimey enough? (Check, check, check)
Look, I'm grimey like Noriega
[?] nice, but I got poor behaviour
Flow like I am the nation's saviour
You're wack, you keep wasting paper
I've been about since Space Invaders
Chasing papers, I'm the original
Woah, I'm the most lyrical, woah
Check the background...
Check, check, check, check...
[Verse 1]
Look, music's the movement, these are mad lines
These are my bars, spit what I like
I appeal to kids who ride bikes
Choose to download but quick to buy knifes
And I'm one but choose to ride mine
But if you're on hype shoot you're [?]
I'm all day long, you're over by five
If you just [?] flow from Nite Nite
I been about since [?] and [?]
Book you [?] moonwalked with Mike
Shuffle with Hammer, run at man with [?]
Live on stage with Tiger, they say
I'm the rhymer, the writer's writer
The ones who [?] the nigga with the shit
Dirty like Legal with a Swiss
Bass make you screw your face off like B.O. on a chick
But too sick, don't need to prove it
That we're the realest, straight up guerillas
With no unit, with no music
F the chart, I invest in art
Don't contribute to bullshit
This year K bust like a full clip
Next year K take over [?] with [?]
[?]
You ain't big, you got bars, you're a bit bigger
You ain't eatin' like, "Err that's a shit dinner"
I hit chicks send kids in her
Still three months later there ain't no kids in her
And I ain't no kid killer
But GCSE [?] that shit
Bang for them fat chicks
Treat six like the bar [?] back the plastic
I know it ain't no black shit but I don't give a fuck
Like track six on my last tracklist
Uhh, you won't see more [?]
The shit comes [?] with a fine working it
We buy the bar, you're serving it
Buy out the shop, you're working it
All because the beat, I'm murking it
Way before Ps and Qs
I was on the street with Ps and Qs
Then I was with the streets in Ps and Qs
Now it's all [?] decent shoes
Cars and in town for interviews
Look, I've been through the shit that you went through
Respect me, I'll respect you
Huh, forget you
I'm just at the stage you're trying to get to
Just 'cause you ain't made it already
Best up your speed like [?]
Yo, I cheated, I'm over-decent
And my face is just made for the telly
I'm making pounds and I ain't wastin' a penny
Please [?] I ain't wastin' a [?]
We keep popping up, you wish you could
Roll with us, me and [?] chop it up
There ain't no team stopping us
Except police for the speed on the bus
And if it's street, we handle the beef
Next day [?] real [?]
It's history, I rap for the meantime
If I flop then I am on some street crime
No deal just [?] the green line
Picture me no beat but a B-line
Yo, tell me is this grimey enough?
Fucker, tell me is this grimey enough?
Yo, is this grimey enough? (Check, check, check)
Look, I'm grimey like Noriega
[?] nice, but I got poor behaviour
Flow like I am the nation's saviour
You're wack, you keep wasting paper
I've been about since Space Invaders
Chasing papers, I'm the original
Woah, I'm the most lyrical, woah
Check the background...
Check, check, check, check...
[Verse 1]
Look, music's the movement, these are mad lines
These are my bars, spit what I like
I appeal to kids who ride bikes
Choose to download but quick to buy knifes
And I'm one but choose to ride mine
But if you're on hype shoot you're [?]
I'm all day long, you're over by five
If you just [?] flow from Nite Nite
I been about since [?] and [?]
Book you [?] moonwalked with Mike
Shuffle with Hammer, run at man with [?]
Live on stage with Tiger, they say
I'm the rhymer, the writer's writer
The ones who [?] the nigga with the shit
Dirty like Legal with a Swiss
Bass make you screw your face off like B.O. on a chick
But too sick, don't need to prove it
That we're the realest, straight up guerillas
With no unit, with no music
F the chart, I invest in art
Don't contribute to bullshit
This year K bust like a full clip
Next year K take over [?] with [?]
[?]
You ain't big, you got bars, you're a bit bigger
You ain't eatin' like, "Err that's a shit dinner"
I hit chicks send kids in her
Still three months later there ain't no kids in her
And I ain't no kid killer
But GCSE [?] that shit
Bang for them fat chicks
Treat six like the bar [?] back the plastic
I know it ain't no black shit but I don't give a fuck
Like track six on my last tracklist
Uhh, you won't see more [?]
The shit comes [?] with a fine working it
We buy the bar, you're serving it
Buy out the shop, you're working it
All because the beat, I'm murking it
Way before Ps and Qs
I was on the street with Ps and Qs
Then I was with the streets in Ps and Qs
Now it's all [?] decent shoes
Cars and in town for interviews
Look, I've been through the shit that you went through
Respect me, I'll respect you
Huh, forget you
I'm just at the stage you're trying to get to
Just 'cause you ain't made it already
Best up your speed like [?]
Yo, I cheated, I'm over-decent
And my face is just made for the telly
I'm making pounds and I ain't wastin' a penny
Please [?] I ain't wastin' a [?]
We keep popping up, you wish you could
Roll with us, me and [?] chop it up
There ain't no team stopping us
Except police for the speed on the bus
And if it's street, we handle the beef
Next day [?] real [?]
It's history, I rap for the meantime
If I flop then I am on some street crime
No deal just [?] the green line
Picture me no beat but a B-line
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