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Me, Jermaine, Tayo, Justin

Too many levels above these, just in

Eight years ago when I touched in

Two bags a video, a nigga’s been hustling

«Summertime"as a ringtone around the country

I’m like, you’re like, trust me

So many gyal at the time wanted to fuck me

Done some of them, got brain from one, was a bad choice

I was mad 'nnoyed, uh

But they say there’s light at the end of the tunnel

Come out the end of the tunnel, '09

Murked in a black beamer, no licence

Car full of smelly like I couldn’t hear the sirens

When they stopped me, I was dazed, I had to lie to em

He never had a criminal record

Neither should’ve I have done that shit, for the record

You already know what I do on the record

Tell em again, tell em again, tell em again

I’m one of the coldest, you don’t know this?

I’m part timer, let me know where the show is

Never had a deal but you wouldn’t even know it

Shouting like I’ve had ten of them, Barack a

Real president, 8 years later

Fuck around, still relevant

Never war but I swing like a pendulum

Or a pinata

It’s been in my blood, I’m like a dreadlock ragga

D’ya know, the flow’s sick but I’m badder

I’m on the telly,

D’ya know, I’ve got 45 bruddas

But, d’ya know, I’ve got 45 runners

It’s never a question if I kill it after summer

Summer before the summer before the summer

I’m never on a hype though

Might see me in a manor with a white girl

I don’t touch that, I really mean a white girl

White, white, white

When I move, whole yard’s gonna be white

Come in, chill, my Roley’s on the side

The Movement’s back, are you glad that we’re alive?

Uh, yeah, uh, let me kill em with the peace sign

I can have the peace vibes

When you see me, I’d rather keep the beast rhyme

but you see Friday?

I be on the E round here, top boy

They can’t kill off Komali

I’m with my two niggas and the bud in the Marley

You know the swag’s dumb, gotta keep it retarded

I tell a pussy boy that I don’t wanna talk him

make a likkle young boy bark him

Bruv, they’re like, middle of the market

Five years later, same old

Them boy can’t hustle, don’t know why they’re farcing

Started ten before me but I passed em

Now when I drive, I beep when I pass em

So yeah, still out, dark skin

You don’t know? Then let me spill it out for ya

They want the beast back, then let me get him out for ya

There’s no doubt in my head, I’m letting off around and a

And anybody getting mad for ya

We say dead, all dem fraudsters for dead

Riko said it from day, blood

How you mean?

Dear grime, I know we had something special

And I ain’t been around lately

But I swear down, I miss you, how you been?

You’ve been abandoned so many times

So many guys have used you and abused you

And I’m one of them, but if I come again

Together for ten years, give me another ten

Oi Risky, I know you remember

It was me, you, her, Nocturnal and Sullivan

Blue jacket, chipped tooth

I was the best then, I’m the best now

I know exactly how to convince you

Facts only, everyting real in my pad only

Think about all the historical moments in grime

And count how many I’m a part of, man know me

Listen, I’m speaking, how can a guy win a war with me

If his war with me is his biggest achievement?

Oi, don’t piss me off, I’m going on wicked this evening

Listen, I’m peaking, I’ll kill a man

D’ya know, some bars go over your head

Fast flow, setting on fire the charcoal

I’m a G, you’re an arsehole

I’m a ki, you’re an half

You’re a fiend and I’m

I fell asleep in a dark hole

And I woke up on the wrong side of the bed

With your girlfriend walking around in my bathrobe

Niggas say they’re living the life, you’re living a lie

You’re an adult, living in your bredrin’s shadow

Now you wanna try living in mine

It’s my name keeping your lyrics alive

Armed and dangerous, 8s

16s, 24s, 32s, 48s

64 bars in my cranium

If them man are hard then I be titanium

My name should’ve been Damien

I’ll drain out every vein in em

I kill a pagan when I rain on em

Then take back the flows that I gave to them

Cuh they ain’t gonna be around

Much longer

Me a gon' live long like Abraham

You wanna rap? Box? I can do both

My nigga, I’m Adrien

Half Jamaican, half Grenadian

They might see me in a dance with a man like Farz

Who’s that? You know my bredrin

The one that looks Saudi Arabian

I’ll be the man that

Jumps in a weapon tank to 140 Grime Street on the satnav

Macbook Pro and some 9s is in my backpack

Man should know when I arrive, its a wrap that’s

Never gonna be unfolded

I’ve got a fully loaded clip and a motive

Bullets over fists, you know this

Boydem are pulling over whips

I noticed you’re gonna hold a stick for Moses

Oh shit, man, I can’t wait till I’m back home

I’m homesick and I’m that close to vomiting

I’ve been away too long, so long

There’s so many places that man don’t recognise

But the second I’m home, them bruddas are getting terrorised

If anybody asks who the enemy

GHE double T S, PS

Ain’t no other MC on the level I’m on

Everybody wanna know where the hell am I from

Cause it sure ain’t Earth

I stand out like a sore thumb

One man stampede, they don’t wanna rumble

I bet I’m the last man standing when the war’s done

I’ll be going like the brudda in Saw I

What’s the 4−1? When I’m on a raw one

I’m home now and I can see squatters in my yard

Three man stretched out on the floor one

I’m home now and it’s 12 on the dot

Boy Better Know man better be gone before 1

Suck you, fuck what, suck your mum

Heart in my chest, pure one

Anybody starting with Ghetts, more guns

Got an apartment in West where I store some

My whole life is an outing

Call me Wretch 32 000

I can hit everybody with my single

Or just drop everybody with my album

Uh, would you still stay humble

If you could get 10 bags for a run-through?

And every girl that you touch want to touch you

And still get no aggro in your jungle?

Ayy, they ain’t killing my vibe

I spent 30 on a watch, just killing some time

Living in the limelight so I’m sipping on lime

You wanna bet? I can kill you with dice

You ain’t a threat, I could kill you with lines

I rewrote history like a million times

Yeah, and you know that I’m fly

But grounded cuh I done it with grime

But it’s the M.O.V.E.M.E.N.T

Please tell me what you’re telling to me

Swear down, a bag’s like a tenner to me

You don’t wanna see my regular fee

They say they got dough like it’s growing on trees

But they ain’t got a lemon to squeeze

Uh, they ain’t ready for me

See, I’m unorthodox like my second release

It goes vroom vroom when I pull off, automatic

It’s just the G-wagon

It goes boom boom when I’m on stage, it’s erratic

It’s just me rapping

See, I’m one of the best, I ain’t one of the rest

That’s why I’m a G like the one after F

Even 32 will be the one after Wretch

So the ting’s set, hold up

I used to have shit clothes

I used to bag six Os

But now I’ve got six hoes

And I can’t keep my zip closed

See, I might drop a chick out

But I won’t drop a chick home

That’s if she got a big mouth

But she ain’t got a big throat

Ayy, I’m nasty by nature

They say me face flavour

Ayy, I smartly come tapered

With Cartier fragrance

Yeah and you’re saying you’re cakers

But I’m tryna buy the bakers

Yeah, without making a statement

I still make a statement