lirik lagu skepta bbk studio - king.
[intro: jme, frisco, jammer, all]
~on
what is he on?
i didn’t come here to try murk anybody
but forget the hype if its on then its on
ill dun a mans dance, then im gone then im gone
skeng daddy bars when im on when im on
i just copped a likkle bit of a vibe with the gyaldem
hotel pop off the thong, then it’s on
with a likkle bit of high grade; dom perignon
champagne, hennessy; not very long
i said we need some more girls in here
couples chantelle’s and chanelle’s in here
buff ting gally rude boy sling it on
there’s too many man, too many many man
i’ll slew any man, slew any any man
[verse 1: skepta]
how can you be a king when you roll through anywhere?
wiley you don’t roll through anywhere
i go anywhere fam i’m never scared
you said you rep e3 but you’re never there
so let me merk this guy
it’s all in your name fam i don’t need to try
i’ll take away the w, i’ll take away the y
fix up the other letters, all you do is just lie
chat sh~t, talking like barnet’s a joke
got some barnet guys moving keys of coke
got some n~ggas on dollis valley that ain’t scared to poke
running riot outside the hadley oaks, madness
wiley you need to chill
anyone i meet if i keep it real
and god knows, if i ever made a mil
i’d be still doing shows in my hood for a bill
[verse 2: jammer]
us man are eating great
them man are eating late
that’s why they’re breeding hate
ain’t ever had a greasy plate
i got the [?] boy better start speaking straight
and when i say “i roll with the dawg”
trust me because i don’t mean nate
when i tell a man “meet at 7”
trust me cuz i don’t mean 8
so many new flows, it’s bait
i’m gonna make it so it’s only fate
you might see me with foots in gate
you man are still there hustling weight
if you wanna book me, give me a date
and take my bank details, give me a pay
you man are living off crumbs and scr~pes
us man are living off drums and bass
[[verse 3: jme]
yo, check one, check two
wanna rob me? hold tight you
open the booth, whack man up
go home, play xbox, drink typhoo
bare wasteman wanna diss my tune
same wasteman wanna live in my shoes
see me spitting bare deep bars on youtube, now they wanna try too
diss me, but you don’t know me though
heard my bars on the roll deep show
now i’m so much better like snipe keedo
you’re a jackass just like steve~o
wanna know about me? here we go
half yoruba, half igbo
i would ask you to pay attention, but you ain’t got no p though
i’m going to damage your ego
gonna run down bmx like deebo
run up in your house, punch in the face, box your head at pro evo
shorty wants to play me so, yo blud send the control
pass the parcel like dizzee rascal
round, round, round we go
[verse 4: shorty]
and i’m back with a vengeance
everybody freeze when i’m making my entrance
make you fully stop like the end of a sentence
but if i’m vacant, check my attendance
was in a crew but now independent
i’ve got the traits of a spartan descendant
so all my bars like a chain with a pendant
come with the force of a four litre engine
was that an indirect? who’s sending?
you said it, who’s sending?
one~on~one mic clash watch let me end him
like john terry, i’m top with defending
you ain’t no match man, stop the pretending
so many new flows i’m inventing
flow’s so dirty i swear it needs cleansing
i’ve been established from long time, your application still says pending
[verse 5: frisco]
yo
something like jendor
fris i’m a big money sound investor
got a couple skengman friends in my ends
from west green, appleby, tiverton and ida
big bars l!ck off your head like cider
which little fassy said i ain’t got lyrics?
i got bars, they got gimmicks
so why should i care about this wasteman rhymer
24/7 i’m an all day grinder
light up a n~gga, no match, no lighter
i’ll send a man so high in the sky
that you won’t come down and your friends won’t find ya
actually man can’t chat to me
do a better tune than skengman mode and get back to me
actually, frisco’s a bachelor rhymer
i be the best since ting since the weed grinder
[verse 6: skepta]
when i get started i won’t stop
i cleaned up with a broom and a mop
now i’ve got ibs on my intestines feeling like it’s tied in a knot
fam, it must be all the champagne
i’m a dan like mark anzaine
heavyweight champion so you know i had to get frank warren on my album campaign~
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