(With a bit of luck They make it through) What's looking like war Looking like Tell them I'm nigga don't sleep I'll ride your village on horseback soldiers in my fleet But it's looking war Looking beef And they've had nothing but invisible They can bring 'cause I'm like Ares I'm a warlord but I've never been Now it's looking war Looking beef like you coming up against me Looking like Bugzy top three And man are getting too old to compete man are getting too old for this grime ting now Man are way too old for beats When the dropped everybody stop listening To his after one week Now you're confused, looking at me You now but you didn't sing last week Oh you want to a track for the galdem Because the galdem love and the beast This a robbery with no Bally and gloves Man I got a bare-faced cheek I'm not from but when I go London Man know I got an army me
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What did he want to do This one's simple it's complex Man don't showing me some respect Then I'm gonna start putting on necks It's not that deep not the Loch ness But start taking shots like George Best Man try up something for me When I'm Gordon Ramsay and they're just the Gogglebox, everybody at me MC's blinking it can't be How can a guy from out of to town and fuck up the whole grime scene? How money does he make per show? And how much did he make the EP? Wait, and all that his own label Man must way more money than me (damn right!) How did he get that (Life!) How did he so far? (Life!) How did he go from selling drugs on To a star? (Oh Life!) I'm like Dicaprio, forget about trophies I just wanna know, have you ever £500, 000 out in £20 No? 'Cause I've never been You can get out here, get stranded Anybody coming to the North fuck with the King On a boat or and get anchored All on deck 'cause I don't take kindly to idle threats MCs are some overnight MCs And that's why they want me
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More money more life, more, more more life money more life, more, more money more life More money more life, more, more more life More money more life, I fuck with none of these guys
groggy season, Ruckas after Ruckas Most of MCs are just muppets Dem man say I'm said he don't know bar for bar that I'm mucky I'll make a dark-skinned MC Just a double chocolate chip cookie I'm Kong I'll make a light-skinned MC like a new born puppy They can up, they can round the whole scene up It's not going to a difference on G-Dot Dem man are off 'cause they've got shows But now they're performing for peanuts kind of MC looks at the DJ Reaches out for the to get wheel-ups You're not an MC just a copycat it won't last
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