| I’ve been keeping my ear to the streets
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| The UK run out of ideas
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| Everybody doing covers of American beats
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| If it ain’t the Ace Hood 'hustle hard' flow
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| Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
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| This is the shit I’m supposed to respect?
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| Fuck that nigga SMD
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| P A U S to the E
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| Dunno who you’re pretending to be
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| I don’t care what gun you bang
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| I don’t care what drug you sell
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| Fuck you man
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| Because I got a manager, a DJ
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| 7 MC’s and five producers on my label
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| So before you start eating food in the game
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| Better bring something to the table
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| Too many man come in the game for two minutes
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| Shoot two videos, spit two lyrics
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| Now all of a sudden their names getting mentioned
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| In the same sentence as mine by the critics
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| What has this world come to
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| Man better control Z and undo
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| But all thanks to the love and support
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| I’m gassed up standing out the sun roof
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| And I’m screaming BBK BBK
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| None of them flex like BBK
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| And if I ever see your girl on the street
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| Then I’m a get arrested for TDA
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| Cause she knows I do it and it’s real
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| And I don’t give a shit who’s got a deal
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| Cause if the game was a tray full of ice cubes
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| I’m the coldest and the hardest still
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| They thought the «All over The House"video would crush me
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| Last week I did five shows in five different countries
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| The supports have still got love for me
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| Middle finger to the media
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| Hypocrites can’t touch me
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| I’ll be in Dubai eating in Nobu
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| Word to Dumi and T this food tastes lovely
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| I walk from White Hart lane to the flats opposite Tottenham police station
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| Payed subs to go on the radio station
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| Left radio jumped on the train to Leytonstone
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| Linked Murkle Man to make some more grime in the basement
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| Lemme show you bout dedication
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| Suffering from Underdog Psychosis tryna stay alive
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| Riding around on a bike
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| Blade long enough to go to jail for, more dots on me than a dice
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| The olders had the chips and the big macs
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| But didn’t wanna let me have a bite
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| So it was just me, my cats and the foxes roaming the streets at night
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| Felt like I was wasting life
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| Put down the cling film and picked up the mic
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| For one whole year never got music money or money off white
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| But I know that Rome weren’t built in a day
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| Looked at he end of the tunnel and saw light
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| Now me and JME, top 30, back to back on the iTunes site, mental |