Letras
I'm a Welbourne warrior, St Paul soldier
Northumberland park, next door neighbour
Eskimo raver, L-stone visitor
Meridian resident, see me in Manny with President
Showerman or South Soldiers
Don't fear olders, I never had youngers
Age ain't nothing but numbers
My 17 year olds roll with the pumpers
I'm a temple tourer, champagne pourer
Winchmore warrior, class A courier
Grime scene ambassador, duppy maker
.44 Saviour, Ally Pally jungle raver
Entry ticket and a borer
Fresh haircut with a side parting and a border
Selby Centre explorer
Private caller ignorer
Go on then
Everybody knows Skepta
I'm about, I should change my name to Beadle
In a dance I get evil
I get so many reloads
Somebody better bring another needle
I'm Dizzee Rascal, Kano, Wiley and Lethal the sequel
I'm back to business, playtime's over
I've gotta stand up tall
Represent my home sweet home for my UK people
Listen up closely, pay attention
I repeat, pay attention
I'll blaze any one of these guys
Just give me one mic, one blue Rizla and a Benson
I'm not an easy clash, ask Tiomi Iwunson-Denson
I flow darker than my skin complexion
Now I get big man money like I was claiming a pension
But you're one of them boys from the past
Who gets asked a question, hasn't got the answer
Now you're looking in all different directions
Asking your mates for suggestions
Little did you know nobody knows the answer
Now you're asking the host of the show to pass the question
You better than me?
That's taking the piss like a two and a half hour detention
Go on then
I called my album Greatest Hits
Cause all of my old music is better than your latest shit
Yeah he's alright, but I like the basic shit
I don't like too many words in a sentence
And I'm real, two weeks on remand