# | Song | Bitrate | Length |
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1 | Wiley - My Direction | 192 | 02:47 |
2 | Wiley - Holy Grime | 256 | 03:18 |
3 | Wiley - Talk Of Da Ghetto | 256 | 02:51 |
4 | Wiley - Birds n Bars | 192 | 06:30 |
5 | Wiley - Big H Freestyle | 256 | 03:31 |
You coulda been a badman, gunman, drugman, roadman
Can’t get a stripe off me And if we’re in beef and I sight you and we start tussling
You won’t get the knife off me Thought that you drawed my ting, but she’s your ting
Prick tried to get hype off me And one thing that makes me laugh
This boy’s frontin' cos he loves Nyomi
But I’m a fly B I roll in E3, I was hiring cars when I was sixteen
Roman is me, forget M E or G H E They couldn’t touch me if I had a bad week
The Movement is weak, there ain’t no pain in the camp
Everybody’s so happy, not me or the rest of the scene
Pretend like everything in life’s rosy
But I’m a fly B I roll in E3, I was hiring cars when I was sixteen
Roman is me, forget M E or G H E They couldn’t touch me if I had a bad week
The Movement is weak, there ain’t no pain in the camp
Everybody’s so happy, not me or the rest of the scene
Pretend like everything in life’s rosy
Don’t get cosy
I got guts got glory, where’s Wiley? He’s recording with Rory
When I’m on toury know it’s another story
The crowd they’re roaring, ticket sales are soaring
War, know I got it locked down
Had beef from several more of these, now they want east beef
And if you saw me in East Street
Don’t be surprised I’m a young blackened yute
You must of heard surely
I rep for the street kids purely because I was one of you
I’m still one of you
Me against twenty might have to be a runner too
And this me it’s not a ting I’m a gunner too
I’ve had your girl in the back of a hummer too
It was this summer too
Don’t make me run at you waving my gun at you
Crying to my mum and your mum because I came and duppied you
«It's eskiboy, are you listening to this boy? He’s saying he shots brown,
cocaine and ringers, he’s lying
I’m much bigger than kids Air Max are you mad, man’s been bussin' Air Max from
longtime
And I can’t see Lethal, Doogz or Shark, not on my level nah
And we all know, that you are harder to market than me And I don’t even turn up And there’s not a boy in your camp that I wouldn’t say suck ya mum too,
shut ya mout»
I’ve studied Kane I don’t need to study you
If I was a coke addict I wouldn’t be better than you
When I spit bars I worry
Put the pressure on the knife, sure did worry you
Defend your camp like the others do
I’m still too much, no choong gash wanna cuddle you
He’s a wanker, call him W Beef against yous, put the ting down, I will belt buckle you
Think that I won’t bare knuckle you
I spit bars like a swingers uppercutting you
Ghetts you know that I’m four wheel trucking you
The whole Movement just run out of luck
And you just suck, do a heavy dub over dubbing you
You’re judging me so it’s time I start judging you
I will come through right shoulder barge you
If you was at the top I just flew past you
Run up on the Movement laughing, fuck it Justin’s wife’s got a bucket, fuck it Not one of you could chuck it, fuck it Slew anybody in the family, fuck it Run up on the Movement laughing, fuck it Justin’s wife’s got a bucket, fuck it Not one of you could chuck it, fuck it Slew anybody in the family, fuck it Fuck it, this bullet right here, you can’t duck it Chatterbox niggas get tucked in, fuck it I could show you about spending a Pound
Got a brand new leng, it’s been tested, I can trust it Even if you had a leng you just wouldn’t buss it Your friend got killed in your face and you ain’t done justice
Revenge is a must
If you was gonna buss your chance passed and you missed it Last three dubs hit the Movement and crushed it Saw em on the stage and I rushed it
I’ve sussed it, must be the same old kid in the dinner hall, primary,
eating apple crumble and custard
I’ve got it in me, I’m raging, fuck it Ran up on Scorchers ting and I fucked it Tried to deny it, it’s your new girl, fuck it Just tell the truth you love Lady Ny Ca I let go long time when Kareem fucked it My hair needed waves so I brushed it Whoever had a dream in the game and failed
I’m so sorry that I came along and I crushed it I never had a rape charge, underage date charge
He’s not a rapist, case he didn’t buss it And they say I love young girls but I’m on road jammin down Roman, fuck it You think I’m a just come yoot
It’s obvious you’re not a buss gun yoot
Me and Mercston have got history
So when you want to talk on his behalf he’ll put you on mute
I got more guts, Mercston wouldn’t shoot
He’ll only shot weed, that’s not a bad thing
But you can’t be badder than me you’re all acting
My life’s messy I’ll rain on a yoot
Not spraying in the booth I’m raising the roof
In the dance can’t hold me like Flirta you fool
If I had my way I’d be murking you all
Bunch of fake niggas don’t roll with a tool
Willy got stabbed, but I’m still on the wall
I’m like God, you call for advice give it once
Give it twice and watch and watch a nigga still fall
I ain’t Dylan Mills but I stand up tall
It’s the paperboy I’m in effect
Directly slewing the Movement live on the set
Correctly chewing the Movement hype on the set
Are you aware you could lose your life on the set?
It’s alright, I got no attachments or sisters, mums or wives on the set
I’m alone when I’m riding the mic and I bet
Before I finish volume five I’ll be the best
Rip half a S offa anyboy chest
It was Practice Hours when I did Nothing Less
Now I’m so much better expect nothing less than
Eight shotgun shells in your chest
Tayo, I’m bigger than your wifeys breasts
I’m so familiar with your wifeys breasts
I’m peaking, this ain’t no grimey test
It’s more like an MC don’t try me test
Sex is better when it’s served on a plate
Not six man hassling a girl for a date
I got the world on my plate, your girls all loose
When I was down them man laughed in my face
But now I’m back swinging, smart in the game
Hard in the game, I fire darts in the game
And if you don’t like what I’m saying don’t take part in the game
Roll Deep and Boy Better Know
And boy better know I got the Boy Better Joe
Listen up you know the boy’s got a better flow
Than the average boy from the boy better roads
Come to a Boy Better Know show
And I will show you the power of Boy Better Know
Please don’t think I don’t do it for the fam
Janaya, Aiesha and Joy better know
On the roads if it’s beef and it gets on top
Then Jason, Roy and McCoy better know
Run up on the stage like boy better know
Crowd of people make noise when I flow
From you diss my show, I’m like «oi get a show»
I’ll spray you up and say «boy better know»
Rah this is the bad man flow
If you didn’t know original bad mana flow
«I told them *****s stop watching Smack DVD you know, please don’t watch Smack
DVD cos it clouds your judgement. You can’t hear me, you’re still watching
Smack DVD. About the Movement’s like D-Block, why are you like D-Block?
You’re from England, you batty. Who are these pricks meant to be,
really though? D-Block? What is all this Biggie and Pac business? What is that?
And man’s saying that I’m pushing 30, blud you know the only thing man’s
pushing, is the levels into the sky blud. And you know, if Bashy said that
about your sister you wouldn’t do shit, you’re lying blud. Some battyboy ting.
I don’t know what’s wrong with these yoots you know. About man got stabbed
fourteen times, blud that’s not funny. So what about when your bredrin got
stabbed and he died? Blud that’s not funny, I know your bredrin’s resting in peace, he’s gonna haunt you. Tryna diss man, about man got stabbed. You batty»
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