Lyrics Next Level - Wiley, J2K, Tinchy Stryder

Next Level

I don’t follow weak hearts cause they walk in disguise
I am hungry (hungry), people have to pay me so my belly isn’t empty
What you talking about?
When’s the last time that you helped me
What you think, you made me?
I’m gonna have to remind you how I got to the next level
I started out selling my records and I made a couple of good records
Witness me breaking records
I’m the record breaker boy
I carried on flow and I carried on trying until it went
Over the top, You still got your shoelaces and a knot
You think you’re hot, you’re not
And I don’t wanna shatter your dreams but
I would annihilate you and your team
My team is running the scene and you can’t overcome the scene
It won’t happen
Wiley makes it happen, I happen to be the boy around here
Don’t follow my any soundboy round here
If you wanna try, he will
I’m gonna take it to another level now
Sell rocks but rocked in a bezel now
Slow down, I can slow it down I can do it quick!
I can click click, bang an MC, choke slam an MC to the mat
I can swing an MC with the bat!
I can bring an MC to the pack
I can rap on your track and damage your track like a clack from a mac
You smile at that?
I’m coming down with Wiley cat clap, Wiley wraps and that’s
that
Fuck if I act black, I’m gonna smack it up, after I wrap it up, make DJs jack
it up
Okay, the levels of flowing are higher now
I put my energy and my skill together now I’m saying bye (bye)
Catching me up is not an option cause I’m always on the rise (rise)
I don’t follow weak hearts cause they walk in disguise
I am hungry (hungry), people have to pay me so my belly isn’t empty
What you talking about?
When’s the last time that you helped me
What you think, you made me?
I’m gonna have to remind you how I got to the next level
See I’m on another level now, told ya
Mastered the art in this game, it still didn’t come easy
No, anyone will tell you, start doing anything, step into the game
Sound like him, when I sound like him?
Not now, I’m doing my own thing
My own flow and own style (style)
Took a while but I’m still here now
So no comparisons please
I run away you, run of the mill MCs
Please you ain’t got nuttin on J
Herd all that shit before, now it’s bait
Say sumin new, sumin that ain’t a year late
Say sumin that’s big and holds a little weight cah
The levels been upped and forward
We ain’t looking back and forward
I’ve been switching my style, I’ve been switching my rhyme, I’ve been switching
my flow, I’m too real
Stryder man next level and I’m moving still
I’ll be moving up, I’ll be moving sky, I’ll be moving quick, I’m too fast
Tantrum, high level and I make it last
I’m still young but soon come I claim the crown
Metaphorically speaking I am like the pound
I matter to the game, I make the game go around
And if they wanna come around, yeah they’ll get swung around
Okay, the levels of flowing are higher now
I put my energy and my skill together now I’m saying bye (bye)
Catching me up is not an option cause I’m always on the rise (rise)
I don’t follow weak hearts cause they walk in disguise
I am hungry (hungry), people have to pay me so my belly isn’t empty
What you talking about?
When’s the last time that you helped me
What you think, you made me?
I’m gonna have to remind you how I got to the next level