F*ck (x3) Let me hear you say Skepta F*ck (x4)
He out I out, Yeah There weren't one ticket left not a chair I should send you a postcard, I wish you were I wish you could see, I wish you could I 'em scream When I come with the rest of the team I get it pop-in mainstream, I'm the best in the scene So I can understand why everybody wants to do it me No you don't do it me Nah, no we the same You're never gonna do it I'm it again Boy Better Know, moving too fast You better move a different lane Oh what a They though I weren't gonna bust, I came off the condom, made it rain Left my stain all the game And these wanna wanna be me They disrespect me then they beg me for a Then we see on the camera, walking, talking trynna do it like me No you do it like me
(Chorus) I know a lot of man that they do it like me I know a lot of man that think they do it me They really, really, really they do it like me But no don't do it like me (x2)
You it money, I call it a piece of paper You I'm a human being, Nah man I'm a freak of nature Skepta I got the UK like a vibrator Now my paper's looking higher a sky scraper Chipmunk told me watch no face I'll never leave home without my pencil 24/7 I with my eraser Put it up in the sky, nice and high, wave it side to rub e'm out, rub e'm out Goodbye Cya wanna be ya F*ck mix tape I don't wanna feature Couldn't give a shit about your album I don't wanna hear you out the speaker, No You ain't to a show until you been to my Show If you're for some action man I'm G.I Joe I'm it that's why them man are switching They threw some dead punches, but I'm still alive and There's too many cooks in the kitchen, bitchin' trynna do it me No you do it like me
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who's in the city, it's going off They know I got money, but I ain't off I drop it it's hot F*ck how doe it costs blowing up But you man are off Blad, you're out You told Logan Mix CD was finished But you're constipated, sh*t ain't coming out Now know I got sick beats, and vocals MC's wanna see me on the scene I take it old school like Nah rude boy, what d'ya mean, d'ya mean, what d'ya mean you fool Go on then, go on draw for the tool Think that you're hard but soft like wool I will a man in the jaw side with a stool I'm a bad boy but I still look cool White gold chains and a' I start But they can't me becuz I'm not Ja rule Nah rude boy what mean, what d'ya mean I was born on the 19th, don't care about February 14th Pay me for my 16th before I acting like it's Friday the 13th With two black and balaclava C S gas and a meat Pay me for my Before I start chopping off like King Arthur
People are starting to hear you as the King of grime because you're the one person that has stuck by this genre of music, I'm the, I'm the guy that we love music I love grime world. If was a room, you get me, and a microphone and a PC lock me in there, I'm coming out with tunes, oh yeah years old (?) but there ain't no-one that does it like me
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