Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Getalong Gang, artist - Wiley. Album song Playtime Is Over, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.06.2007
Record label: Big Dada
Song language: English
Getalong Gang |
Eskiboy |
Playtime Is Over |
And I know you think like, we’re all in the Getalong Gang |
And we’re happy together but we’re not |
You know why? |
I’m reason grime is a name brand |
Ever since you was spitting bars |
I been raining down just like Rain Man |
Knowledge of a caveman, old school like ray bans |
You went jail for a bag, I’ve had eight bags |
Just 'cus you bored up Walker |
That don’t mean I gotta rate man |
I can relate man |
But it’s my war and I don’t even hate man |
There’s no way on Earth |
You can hear me and say you don’t rate man |
I’m A Sinner was a hit from the day I vocaled it |
Simple and plain |
Stand up, stand up, it’s hard to waste man like me |
Ain’t you noticed? |
I cater for everybody’s tastes and the levels so high |
You can’t win just one wasteman |
You gotta win bare, and if you appear on |
It’s big that won’t even save man |
You might think we’re the getalong gang |
But, half of us don’t getalong gang |
I don’t wanna start putting metal on man |
I walk alone, not in a getalong gang |
You might think we’re the getalong gang |
But, half of us don’t getalong gang |
And I don’t wanna start putting metal on man |
I walk alone, not in a getalong gang |
Because G’s too serious, Wiley’s a joker |
G plays Kano, Wiley plays poker |
Poke a hundred holes in your character |
Kano laughs, he controls your character |
I’m a real mic man, not a barrister |
I should be The Movement’s manager |
I don’t wanna join them but I like saying fuck radio |
Maybe 'cus I said it before them |
Let’s go on tour then |
Crash on every stage that we hit |
I’m brave with a gun, better with my fists |
On stage with a gun, I don’t wanna get nicked |
Don’t string me out 'cus the barrel holds six |
I’ll, empty the clip like |
Taking the piss like |
I come equip for the war, I’m sick like |
You don’t wanna get down right now |
You’re a clown right now |
And I’m off with your chick like |
You might think we’re the getalong gang |
But, half of us don’t getalong gang |
I don’t wanna start putting metal on man |
I walk alone, not in a getalong gang |
You might think we’re the getalong gang |
But, half of us don’t getalong gang |
And I don’t wanna start putting metal on man |
I walk alone, not in a getalong gang |
Don’t be offended |
By the way I landed |
I’m outstanding |
I dig deep if I’m stranded |
Don’t care what the baddest man did |
I’m badder when I’m on zero like before I landed |
Right handed, VIP bandit |
Left hand guess what Guess watches wearing |
Plain black with a new leather skin |
With a question mark in the middle of the bezel |
Don’t be alarmed if you see me buss garms |
That won’t be on the self till, next year March |
Spit a 16 bar that’s hotter than tar |
I’m a star with a near off bar |
Got beats and bars |
And I’m gonna start smashing up cars |
If you owe me a penny, better pay it up fast |
Pussyholes try to bread they get parred |
But they didn’t know I was street smart, got the coldest heart |
You might think we’re the getalong gang |
But, half of us don’t getalong gang |
I don’t wanna start putting metal on man |
I walk alone, not in a getalong gang |
You might think we’re the getalong gang |
But, half of us don’t getalong gang |
And I don’t wanna start putting metal on man |
I walk alone, not in a getalong gang |