Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Letter 2 Dizzee, artist - Wiley. Album song Playtime Is Over, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.06.2007
Record label: Big Dada
Song language: English
Letter 2 Dizzee |
| Eskiboy… |
| Playtime is over… |
| I remember O one december |
| Me and you shopping Overtags popping |
| Remember the baby name’s we were rockin |
| Had that early |
| Since the last time I saw you No rest, Work, No stopping |
| Ready to drop my album when’s yours dropping |
| On the New Label |
| I make music not cause I’m willing cause I’m able |
| Hey Dyl |
| What’s going on brother |
| I’ve got to a stage where I wouldn’t ever judge no other |
| No race, No creed, no human, No colour |
| And nothing ain’t changed except I’m the best now |
| It don’t matter I’m still your big brother |
| I don’t hold the line leave that with the runner |
| I support Spurs not the Gunners |
| Gonna be the best for the next ten summers |
| The best of ten athlete runners |
| And far from blast you |
| I tell you Dyl it was hard to back you |
| I still done it |
| Overground, Underground I still run it |
| Number one grime I still run it |
| We ain’t in beef so pick up the phone and ring me |
| I’m still rollin |
| Still wear my own garms |
| Still showing the roadman |
| Blue jeans listening to rips of Logan’s show |
| In the whips that ride by |
| I’m like spark some Ky I just fly by |
| Not in a white ride at night time on a black bag in the |
| Day time when the markets on |
| Park your car wrong place car is gone |
| I broke the high jump record now the bar is gone |
| The present is here and the past is gone |
| I’m a master |
| Get me |
| Sometimes I’m just rollin |
| And I think back to all the raves that we did, |
| All the shows we did all the radio |
| We’d made up a lot of ground trust me |
| Listen… |
| As Day turns to night and night turns to day |
| I feel more and more like moving away |
| But then I remember who I am 'Legend' |
| Can’t stop rolling round town I’m stuck |
| In the manor like venom in a snake |
| I’m ahead a running snake |
| When they snack there’s no venom |
| Still get missed calls on my phone |
| So many fam I can’t bell em all back |
| I’m ahead of all that |
| All them golden tacks wanna go worldwide |
| Back to new rides |
| Hype’s alright but I’m nearly twenty nine |
| When I reach thirty I’ve gotta be nice |
| Make dough everyday for the rest of my life |
| Big money up I didn’t roll no dice |
| I’ll take control of my life |
| Won’t draw no gun, I won’t draw no knife |
| I’m letting go of all of that |
| Growing up |
| Eskiboy |