(With a bit of luck They might it through) this? It's looking war Looking beef Tell them I'm lurking don't sleep I'll ride into your on horseback 5000 soldiers in my But looking like war Looking like And they've had but invisible beef can bring Zeus 'cause I'm like Ares I'm a warlord but I've never Greek Now looking like war Looking beef Looking you coming up against me like Bugzy Malone's top three And certain man are getting too old to Certain man are too old for this grime ting now Man are way too old for these When the dropped everybody stop listening To his album one week Now looking confused, looking at me You sing now but you sing last week Oh you want to make a for the galdem Because the galdem love beauty and the 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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did he want to do next This one's simple nottin' complex Man don't showing me some respect Then I'm start putting guillotines on necks not that deep it's not the Loch ness But start taking shots like George Best Man try up something for me I'm Gordon Ramsay and they're just the chef Gogglebox, looking at me MC's blinking it can't be How can a guy out of town Come to and fuck up the whole grime scene? How much does he make per show? And how much did he make the EP? Wait, and all from his own label Man must have way more money me (damn right!) How did he get that (Life!) How did he so far? (Life!) How did he go from selling signing on To a star? (Oh Life!) I'm like Dicaprio, forget about trophies I just wanna know, have you ever £500, 000 out in notes? No? 'Cause I've never standard You can get lost out here, get Anybody coming to the North fuck with the King On a boat or and get anchored All hands on deck 'cause I take kindly to idle threats These MCs are overnight MCs And why they want me dead
With a bit of luck They might make it the night a little bit of luck They make it through the night With a little bit of They might make it through the With a little bit of might make it through the night Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy With a bit of love They make it through the night
More more life, more, more money more life More money more life, 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 these MCs are muppets Dem man say I'm Like he don't know bar for bar that I'm mucky make a dark-skinned MC crumble Just a double chocolate chip cookie I'm King I'll a light-skinned MC sound like a new born puppy They can up, they can round the whole scene up It's not going to make a difference on Dem man are pissed off they've got shows But right now they're for peanuts kind of MC looks at the DJ Reaches out for the to get wheel-ups not an MC you're just a copycat it won't last
With a bit of luck They might make it through the With a little bit of They might it through the night With a bit of luck might make it through the night With a bit of luck They might it through the night Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy With a bit of love They might make it the night