F*ck (x3) Let me you say f*ck Skepta Skepta (x4)
He out I sold out, There weren't one left not even a chair I should you a postcard, I wish you were here I wish you could see, I you could hear I 'em scream When I true 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 do it like me Nah, no we the same You're never gonna do it I'm doin' it Boy Better Know, were moving too You better move into a different Oh a shame though I weren't gonna bust, then I came Took off the condom, 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 think they do it me I know a lot of man that they do it like me They really, really, think they do it like me But no don't do it like me (x2)
You call it money, I call it a piece of You think I'm a being, Nah man I'm a freak of nature Skepta I got the UK buzzing a vibrator Now my paper's looking higher a sky scraper Chipmunk told me don't no face I'll never leave home without my pencil 24/7 I stay 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 your mix tape I don't wanna feature Couldn't give a shit about your either I wanna hear you come out the speaker, No You ain't to a show until you been to my Show If looking for some action man I'm G.I Joe I'm killing it why them man are switching They threw some dead punches, but I'm alive and kicking There's too many cooks in the kitchen, trynna do it like me No you don't do it me
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who's in the city, it's going off They know I got money, but I showing off I drop it it's hot F*ck how much doe it Were up But you man are off Blad, you're out You told you're Mix CD was finished But constipated, your sh*t ain't coming out Now know I got sick beats, and crazy MC's don't wanna see me on the I take it old school like Nah rude boy, what d'ya mean, what mean, what d'ya mean you fool Go on then, go on then for the tool Think that you're hard but you're like wool I will lick a man in the jaw side with a I'm a real bad boy but I look cool White gold and a' I start drool But they jack me becuz I'm not Ja rule Nah boy what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean I was born on September the 19th, don't care 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 chopping off heads like King Arthur
People here are starting to hear you as the of grime because you're the one person that has stuck by this genre of music, I'm the, I'm the guy we love this music I love grime world. If there was a room, you get me, and a microphone and a PC me in there, I'm coming out with tunes, oh yeah maybe old (?) but there ain't no-one else does it like me
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