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(Kill alla dem) Everybody dead
Yes, you're all pricks 'cause I heard what everybody said
I don't care where anybody went
I won't reply if just a likkle 'anybody' sent
(Kill alla, kill alla, kill alla dem)
You weren't even doing it
Where's the real ones? 'Cause you only got a clue on it
Enough of you man just sound shit

[Verse 1: Wiley]
I go back to my old estate
Show love to the whole estate
I roll out on my roller skates
The last 18 months, all the shows were great
I've got a talent, I will never let it go to waste
I rep the whole of London, I know the place
Lay low, I don't really wanna hold a case

Boom blast, rave in the dance till the dance is done, ladies playing with my heart like wow
Got a boom heart in my chest but how
When i flow cold north pole not south (hello)
Budududadada budubudu pow!
Peace love in my heart it's been a while now
Here's three words hold it down
So right now i am gonna hold downnnnn (down)
Dddown down down down down ddddown down

*Wiley talking*
Yeh! [London]
Its me, Eski-Boy
Bow E3, all day long, hol tight Maniac
You know we do this
Oh my days, certain man tryna say like...
I dont rep E3, I'm not E3
Are you crazy, I've been doing this

You don't really want smoke
You're just looking for the clout (run weh)
I couldn't say a word to a man if he didn't run up his mouth (haha)
Yeah, I came back from the dead, Die Hard 1, 2, 3 (that's me)
Rarl up the bloodclart system, rarl up the bloodclart scene
Oh yes
When I done BMO Field, nobody cared one bit (pricks)
I realized something, somebody's hearing me when I spit (they're listening)

Your host for the day (your host)
Don't let me waste my money

No, i see a new path
I can make half
Making new money now i got a new laugh (ha)
Music is playing me well, so i ain’t gonna be the one to go and find a new craft
I'm alright, If it ain’t for you to find a new path

Eskiboy (yo)
Your host for the day
Don't let me waste my money
No

I see a new path I can make half
Made new money now I got a new laugh (ha)
Music is paying me well, so I ain't gonna be the one to go and find a new craft (I'm alright)

Yo, man's fully on music
But still I've been sitting with crooks
I've never been shook
Apologies if I turn up, and I see man giving man looks
I'm following foots
When I say that I'm dishing out hooks for minor offences
I don't care 'bout your cases
Man's never had one, if I did, then mine are attempted

I know it?s a lot, it?s a lot
Man read my girls like hope it?s a lot
You fink I don?t know this I?m not like any other weird person
I crock it
If she don?t stop it, I?m off like a rocket
I know what?s what
I know what I?m worth
From music I bought to the end of the Earth

Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Ay
Them man there look funny on the mic

Evolving, how many days will it take to reach another level?
I'm a short term wrangler there ain't another rapper I won't take on
If you lose then get off
Winners stays on, winner plays on, winner [?] makes on
I'm a winner, my 5 like a break for 20 thousand and people don't never put hate on
I don't wanna hear a thing that you wanna say
Pipe down on twitter trying to put a face on
Silly choice, silly move, idiot things

We've done things in music we didn't know we could
The crowd's gone overground but we all came from the hood (yeah)
I don't know where I'm going but where I'm going is good
A long way away from when I was shot in the white and buj (yeah)
BBK are my bros but I'm a one-man band
Everybody gotta eat food, can't be taking out of one man's hand
I wish life was like before but see we got to move forward
In this life I guarantee you'll get the dish that you ordered

Eskiboy
Energetic, I leave the dance paralytic
Image ting, every ting fresh
I should put diamonds in a bullet proof vest
I got my scene doing bits for the team so it ain't gonna matter when you put us to the test
I make a doubter eat his words and feel shitty
Came from the roadside like Po Nitty
Might bus' a hat when my hair gets picky

Eski Boy A-listed
To get it right I know it's all about timing,
I reinvent, I'm like a brand new signing,
I talk about the little ladder we are climbing,
Music ain't a thing because I know I put the time in,
If it's an issue then you're gonna need tissue
Cos your eye balls are waterin' you can stop whining
Whingin', change what you're thinkin'

Ayy
Esk-boy
2020
Yeah
Speak
I don't do this so you sit there and respect me
I just talk and make my point and hope you get me
Last year I coulda killed the game, the system didn't let me

We built this up, that's why we must protect it (protect it)
If suttin' ain't right, we must correct it (correct it)
(Thomas Mellor)
On a daily basis, pay attention to the brand (to the brand)
We got the deeds and we own the land
Still Wiley, but now it's all 20 years later
My petrol is the fans and the haters
My foundation makes me one of the creators

Aw you see wen somethin' happens yer
U no everything happens for a reason in it
So you no wen somethin' happens it happens for a reason
U no that in it rascal
It all happens for a reason just brush your shoulders you get me
Hello hi hi
It all happens for a reason just brush your shoulders you get me, you get me
Hello we're rollin' deep yer

I said Dot Rotten I'll spin you around and I ain't just talking like Ghetts might do I flow two hours like a set might do, might go to the pop scene Every now and then I spend a year, then I bounce like a cheque might do Got a lot of Grime in the blood, spent time in the slum Why do you wanna try and step on a level that's way above weight when I corrected my youth When you saw Gospel you will never switch, I was like couple of years he'll switch right to Any sound that's gonna make money for him, put money on him and I bet him that his clique might too I've done so much for Grime for you to say you've done than me is bizarre I'm like WOO You listened to a couple of dubs and copied them, I got a thing for the spitters in war I duppy them Dot thinks Wiley's a low down dirty shame, you wanna follow Goodz' low down dirty brain I never scat I got a low down dirty aim, wipe you clean out the sky, dirty plane Why chat about mums you dirty waste and I'll slap your mum in her dirty face I ride for the mum, don't side with the Asians pussy better stop kid and learn your race No gauge round here, just girls and face, I've got a hurricane style for the world to chase If you smelled the truth for a minute and weren't going on like a gimmick could've earned your place I know Dot's got skill but fam it's Will, no he ain't gonna win the race You say the same stuff to me, that I've already heard then I'm not gonna send you praise.

Take my chances, killing off another soundboy who never went to Eskimo dances When D wrote Hard Back, sitting in the dungeon Dot, no hood passes
No hood glasses, now you wanna step up on a dub beat chattin' 'bout willies and arses You ain't chatting to me though if you get them thoughts go scream them out on the marshes You recite old dubs quite well Dot, I won't lie they tried this before so I ain't gonna crumble and end up in shell-shock I say what Dot Rotten, what Dot Rotten, what Dot Rotten think back that's shell-shock Scared on the radio? I can tell Dot And all of them diseases might be some of the ones that you and your crews got I'm a killer, one of them natural soundboy killers, killer nobody try and watch my scrilla, cause my approach is so much iller Killer, Dot you know you ain't realer you think you got the born instinct for a killer Then I spray bars take over like it'll be overnight and I'll be back, the mic iller You're me son, I can hear it in your sound and I see son, you've got the wrong impression of me son Go to church down on one knee son, tell god that your whole life, limelight, prime kicks and snares came from me son Wake up like when you gonna see son? You was never gonna win unless we won, but it's just like a Durrty Goodz re-run

Can't give him any stripes I'm a war man, killing off the vibe like set for the tour and He didn't do bad considering I'm a man who's been here for long, still got a plan Strug at a party just rang, same old song you just sang my hook on a track though The way you follow Wiley in this game's like say you wanna call me and lend my afro If I fly off the handle, there'll be no reasoning heard abuse no retreating That flow was a dead one chief 'ting, sounds like nothing you're releasing Sounds like every one I ever had beef with, spitting on a track one puzzle they got the wrong pieces Tell a man I don't wear fleeces nor am I, addicted to anything but weed shit I can't keep tellin' 'em, on the same mums that I can't stop bellin' 'em Diss a man's mum about her heart, felt ten in her, has she got a baggy pum pum like Elena? Could've been a liar, no soldiers egging her Get your boiled eggs on the stove cause I make an advert like I would've wrote bars on the regular And I still write bars on the regular, you don't see me spitting bars to a predator, you see me in Logic on the editor When I make my Grime Dot that sound was ahead of you, what

That's where we are right now, fam
And like everyone in your crew is just like, tunnel vision
It's family, it's what we care about or nothing
Like literally, there is no money that record labels can offer us no more, it's dead
It's just, there's no point

I've achieved tings I was dreamin' of
Step on the stage, start reelin' off

You man need to know the levels
Not the one's that's in your head, you know
The real levels, bruv
You man need to know the real levels, bruv
I ain't gotta stand up with a hundred odd man (nope)
Even though I can (yah)
Gotta be a one-man band
On the road I rise my own hand

What would we do
Usually drink, usually dance, usually babble
All I want to do is tell you I love you
That's when I start promising the world to
A brand new girl I don't even know yet
Next thing she's wearing my rolex

What would we do