Lyrics Who's on the Panel? - Ghetts

Who's on the Panel?

I’m here
I feel disrespected
And this ain’t even if a send
'Cause if I send, you’ll know
Here’s the facts
I’ve been around ages (writer)
In and out pages
If you’re talking top ten MCs
And I ain’t mentioned, it’s outrageous
I was like «who's on the panel?»
And everyone said familiar faces
Logan, Hattie Collins
Chantelle Fiddy, I don’t rate them
Ras Kwame, Donatella
Stanza, JP
Everybody will feel the force of my hatred
You can’t get away, you can’t escape this
But hold tight Charlie Sloth
'Cause I heard he was repping this ting like a patriot
Everybody knows I be the best MC
What the fuck?
I shouldn’t have to say this
And when it comes to bars
I’m like Frank Gallagher from Shameless
I’ve been through too many, who’s ready?
Yesterday I tweeted so much that my phone froze
And now I need a new 'Berry
But right now, I hate MTV so much
Let’s just say I need a new telly
Who’s on the panel?
I’m the best MC when it comes to
A CD, show or battle
Somebody tell them I run this ting
Who’s on the panel?
I’m the best MC when it comes to
A CD, show or battle
Somebody tell them I run this ting
Even if it’s not been said
Not one of you MCs are better than Ghetts
I’ve got the right to be vexed
If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t know who P Money was
As for D Double E
He ain’t done shit but light up a set
I deserve an apology
Let’s talk about my discography
2000 and Life, Ghetto Gospel, Freedom of Speech
Come on now, honestly
They’re worth more than a West End property
I released an EP on Christmas Day, for free
Still it was quality
And I like Pro Green (I do)
But when I paid for his album
Two words, daylight robbery!
Lowkey must have had someone on the inside
Yeah, that’s it, obviously
Devlin, number seven
What?
Mockery!
Should’ve been top two
(What is it, Ghetts?)
It’s an oddity
(And when something like that happens?)
What’s my policy?
If I don’t like something, I’ll speak up
I’ll push the buttons in the scene, blud
Like what about Kane?
What about Wretch?
What about Scorch?
What about Ghetts?
What about Jme?
What about Grim?
What about Dot?
They forgot about him
But hold tight Giggs, hold tight Devs
Hold tight Chip and hold tight Skeps
Hold tight Tinie, hold tight Diz
All six deserved that shit
And now I know what you’re thinking
There’s only room for four more, well
I’ve gotta be one of them, number one
'Cause I be better than every one of them
I’m the one, under none, undisputed
In fact, let the chorus come again
Who’s on the panel?
I’m the best MC when it comes to
A CD, show or battle
Somebody tell them I run this ting
Who’s on the panel?
I’m the best MC when it comes to
A CD, show or battle
Somebody tell them I run this ting
Yep
The shit that I’ve done for this scene
Oh my goodness me
How dare they drill?
You know what I’m like
Oi, let the beat run for a minute
D’you know how fucked I am?
Look at that
Come studio, lick out a whole tune
They put D Double over me, fam?
Yeah, he’s nang in a rave
But he’s been in the game since 2000
And they gave you a disc
You put P Money over Ghetts, are you sick?
You’re going crazy
Lowkey joint with Chip, madness!
Pro Green before Devlin, crazy!
Don’t fucking get me upset
Hold tight the rest, though
'Cause you know what?
Me, I ain’t a hater
I knew man had put it down this year
Last year
Year before
And I love that
Yeah