Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Merkle Freestyle, artist - Wiley. Album song Tunnel Vision Volume 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.07.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Avalanche
Song language: English
Merkle Freestyle |
Brownie, Hi |
Yo, this is Eskiboy |
Tunnel Vision Volume 3 |
Caramel Brownie (What?) |
Eskiboy freestyle (Get me) |
Hold tight the merkle man (, oi London) |
It’s Eskiboy, wicked man (Oi, shut ya mout' star) |
Man made the time of the year, are you mad? |
Shut ya mout' |
I make the tune of the year man |
I make the tune of the year man |
I make the tunes of the year |
I made the tune of the year |
I make the tunes of the year |
Oi listen, oi you know who I am, shut ya mout' |
It’s gettin' cold out here so mind you don’t slip up |
Ain’t none of you ever pushed a gun-clip up |
Mind you don’t trip up, things get rip up |
Spit so much fire make a whole crew give up |
You ain’t been on a roof, you didn’t rig up |
Rinse got me bigger, so you must get a big up |
And now I got dreams that I wanna live out |
Straight to the top, I’m hot, I won’t give up |
Hot I won’t give up, no I can’t give up |
You can’t get rid of the champion killer |
Me and Jerome we know the gun driller |
Wait, ‘cause we gotta bus a shot at Tilla |
Me and Will run deep like a river |
And now I’ve got power, like, watch me deliver |
What, you didn’t hear when merked I’m A Sinner? |
Champion killer, all out for the skrilla |
Get wile up, rudeboy, don’t try smiler |
You don’t wanna come round here and get wile up |
Came with a crew, that’s alright then, line up |
Which soundboy wants to rail up, line up |
Pass the mic 'round, spit bars, so your time’s up |
I wouldn’t fire a sixteen with a fire cah, buying til my time’s up |
Top boys when you sign up, if you come through blasting |
Two nines up, I’m a lemon boy |
I will rise up to the occasion |
Truth is I got mine up |
You know it’s just my luck |
Wanna be all cool |
Come across a little prick who says my time’s up |
Rise up, like a Phoenix, Sun 6AM |
Come through spraying, about my time’s up |
Get your punchlines up, ‘cause fun time’s up |
I can see you all already when you’re comin' unstuck |
You wanna murk who? |
I won’t avoid you |
Let’s see if you murk me and my whole crew |
I’m waitin, I’m sittin' here waitin' |
You wanna murk who? |
I won’t avoid you |
Let’s see if you murk me and my whole crew |
I’m waitin, I’m sittin' here waitin' |
Get a letter, make a word, then I string along sentences |
And one more thin hoodie was meant for this |
Sent from a place where, there’s no apprentices |
Harry put a kid straight through where the trenches are |
Certain cliques, they weren’t meant for this |
Hear me, I can spit bars with emphasis |
The way I’m flowin' now, I can’t see an end to this |
Come to my trench town, see the ends a bit |
Another letter, another word |
Then I string along another sentence, keyword: emphasis |
When I start lettin' off, I don’t tend to miss |
You should know by now I was meant for this |
You sound unsure, that’s cause you’re unraw |
Listen to me, analyse, can’t find one flaw |
Nigga’s wanna run draws like they weigh a tonne four |
I see ‘em wetting, oi blud, what’cha run for? |
Eskiboy, Tunnel Vision, shut ya mout' (Shut ya mout') |