Lyrics Nightbus Dubplate - Wiley

Nightbus Dubplate

This is Eskiboy right now (Show niggas how to be a real drug baron
Fall and gash when I know I won’t have 'em)
I know what everyone’s wondering like (Can't be your husband, go back to Aaron)
«What's he gonna say?
What’s he gonna say?»
(My name’s Kylea, it’s not Aaron)
Oi, no one can tell me what to say so shut up star (Show niggas how to be a
real real drug baron
Fall and gash when I know I won’t have 'em
I can’t be your husband)
Yo (Ask Aaron)
You coulda been a badman, gunman, drugman, roadman
Can’t get a stripe off me
And if we’re in beef and I sight you and we start tussling
You won’t get the knife off me
Thought that you drawed my ting, but she’s your ting
Prick tried to get hype off me
And one thing that makes me laugh
This boy’s frontin' 'cause he loves Nyomi
But I’m a fly B I roll in E3, I was hiring cars when I was sixteen
Roman is me, forget M-E or G-H-E
They couldn’t touch me if I had a bad week
The Movement is weak, there ain’t no pain in the camp
Everybody’s so happy, not me nor the rest of the scene
Pretend like everything in life’s rosy
I’m a fly B I roll in E3, I was hiring cars when I was sixteen
Roman is me, forget M-E or G-H-E
They couldn’t touch me if I had a bad week
The Movement is weak, there ain’t no pain in the camp
Everybody’s so happy, not me nor the rest of the scene
Pretend like everything in life’s rosy
Don’t get cosy
I got guts got glory, where’s Wiley?
He’s recording with Rory
When I’m on toury know it’s another story
The crowd they’re roaring, ticket sales are soaring
War, we know I got it locked down, had beef in
Several Morley’s, and it weren’t East beef
And if you saw me in East Street
Don’t be surprised I’m a young Peckham yout
You must of heard surely, I rep for the street kids purely
Because I was one of you, I’m still one of you
Me against twenty might have to be a runner too
And this is me, it’s not a ting, I’m a gunner too
I’ve had your girl in the back of a hummer too
It was this summer too
Don’t make me run at you waving my gun at you
Crying to my mum and your mum because I came and duppied you
It’s the Eskiboy
Are you listening to this boy?
He’s saying he shots brown, cocaine and ringers, he’s lying
I’m much bigger than kids Air Max, are you mad?
Man’s been bussin' Air Max from longtime
And right now I can’t see Lethal, Doogz or Shark, not on my level nah
And we all know, that you, are harder to market, than me
And I don’t even turn up
And there’s not a boy in your camp who I wouldn’t say suck ya mum to,
so shut ya mouth
Yo
I’ve studied Kane, I don’t need to study you
If I was a coke addict I wouldn’t be better than you
When I spit bars, I worry you
Put the pressure on and I sure did hurry you
Defend your camp like the others do
I’m still too much, no choong gash wanna cuddle you
He’s a wanker, call him W
Beef against youts, put the ting down, I will belt buckle you
Think that I won’t bare knuckle you
I spit bars like a swing is uppercutting you
Ghetts, you know that I’m four wheel trucking you
The whole Movement just run out of luck and you
Just sunk, do a heavy dub over dubbing you
You’re judging me so it’s time I start judging you
I will come through right shoulder barge you
If you was at the top I just flew past you
Run up on The Movement laughing, fuck it
Justin’s wife’s got a bucket, fuck it
Not none of you could chuck it, fuck it
Slew anybody in the family, fuck it
Run up on The Movement laughing, fuck it
Justin’s wife’s got a bucket, fuck it
Not one of you could chuck it, fuck it
Slew anybody in the family, fuck it
Fuck it, this bullet right here, you can’t duck it
Chatterbox niggas get tucked in, fuck it
I could show you about spending a pound
Got a brand new leng, it’s been tested, I can trust it
Even if you had a leng, Just' wouldn’t buss it
Your friend got killed in your face and you ain’t done justice
Revenge is a must
If you was gonna buss, your chance passed and you missed it
Last three dubs hit The Movement and crushed it
Saw 'em on the stage and I rushed it, I’ve sussed it
Must be the same old kid in the dinner hall
Primary, eating apple crumble and custard
I’ve got it in me, I’m raging, fuck it
Ran up on Scorchers ting and I fucked it
Tried to deny it’s your new girl, fuck it
Just tell the truth you love Lady Ny
Cah I let go long time when Kareem fucked it
My hair needed waves and so I brushed it
Whoever had a dream in the game and failed
I’m so sorry that I came along and I crushed it
I’ve never had a rape charge, underage date charge
G’s not a rapist, case he didn’t buss it
And they say I love young girls
But I’m on road jammin down Roman, fuck it
You think I’m a just come yout
It’s obvious you’re not a buss gun yout
Me and Mercston have got history
So when you want to talk on his behalf I’ll put you on mute
I got more guts, Mercston wouldn’t shoot
He’ll only shot weed, that’s not a bad thing
But you can’t be badder than me you’re all acting
My life’s messy I’ll rain on a yout
Not spraying in the booth I’m raising the roof
In the dance can’t hold me like Flirta you fool
If I had my way I’d be murking you all
Bunch of fake niggas don’t roll with a tool
Willy got stabbed, but I’m still on the wall, I’m like God
You call for advice, give it once, give it twice
And watch you niggas still fall
I ain’t Dylan Mills but I stand up tall
Yo it’s the paperboy I’m in effect, directly
Slewing The Movement live on the set, correctly
Chewing The Movement hype on the set
Are you aware you could lose your life on the set?
It’s alright
I got no attachments or sisters, mums or wives on the set
I’m alone when I’m riding the mic and I bet
Before I finish Volume Five I’ll be the best
Rip off a S off of any bwoy chest
It was Practice Hours when I did Nothing Less
Now I’m so much better, expect nothing less than
Eight shotgun shells in your chest
Tayó, I’m bigger than your wifey’s breasts
I’m so familiar with your wifey’s breasts
I’m peaking, this ain’t no grimey test
It’s more like an MC-don't-try-me test
Sex is better when it’s served on a plate
Not six man hassling a girl on a date
I put the world on my plate, your girl’s all loose
When I was down them man laughed in my face
But, now I’m back swinging, smart in the game
Heart in the game, I fire darts in the game
And if you don’t like what I’m saying don’t take part in the game
Roll Deep and Boy Better Know
And boy better know I got the Boy Better Joe
Listen up you know the boy’s got a better flow
Than the average boy from the boy better roads
Come to a Boy Better Know show
And I will show you the power of Boy Better Know
Please don’t think I don’t do it for the fam
Janaya, Aiesha and Joy better know
On the roads if it’s beef and it gets on top
Then Jason, Roy and McCoy better know
Run up on the stage like boy better know
Crowd of people make noise when I flow
If you diss my show, I’m like «oi get a show»
I’ll spray you up and say «boy better know»
Rah, this is the bad man flow
If you didn’t know original bad mana flow
Yo, Eskiboy
I told them niggas stop watching Smack DVD you know
Please don’t watch Smack DVD
'Cause it clouds your judgement
You can’t hear me, you’re still watching Smack DVD
About The Movement’s like D-Block, why are you like D-Block?
You’re from England, you batty
Who are these pricks meant to be, really though?
D-Block?
What is that about?
What’s-what's this Biggie and Pac business?
Like, what is that?
And man’s saying like I’m pushing 30
Blud you know the only thing man’s pushing is the level up into the sky blud
And you know, if Bashy said that about your sister you wouldn’t do shit,
you’re lying blud
Some battyboy ting
I don’t know what’s wrong with these youts you know
About man got stabbed fourteen times, blud that’s not funny
So what about when your bredrin got stabbed and he died?
That’s not funny blud,
I know your bredrin’s resting in peace
He’s gonna haunt you blud
Tryna diss man about man got stabbed, you batty