Lyrics Wiley – Talk Of Da Ghetto
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Ay, ay, don’t disrespect wicked man
I’m like jam, roll with the baddest man in my area
Stay off the road and we won’t get near to ya
E3 through to E2 that’s my area
Wary before, now your gonna be warier
We’re too big, can’t be compared to ya
I know you think we can’t handle it
Keep watchin’ still all be clear of ya
I know you think we can’t handle it
You gotta stop raising your hand a bit
We ain’t havin’ it, I’m the baddest chick
And I’ve slapped you down
We ain’t havin’ it, equal opportunity comes
Then we’re grabbing it
Papers, papers, yeah I’ve had a bit
In east we ain’t inferior
We roam your ends, yep we’re quite near to ya
I’m like a soldier from Liberia
Keep on talkin’, we ain’t hearin’ ya
Don’t give a damn if your fans are cheering ya
It seems that pressure’s peer to ya
Going through peer pressure, yeah I’m hearin’ ya
Life’s not a joke in the London area
It’s all lonely, I roll on my own see
On the roadside nobody cares for ya
Status is rising, I told them, but they’re not realising
Let’s get the pies in, Eskiboy is ridin’
Bait not hiding, if I see my enemies
Then we’ll be colliding
So I will just carry on rhyming
Until the day I gotta stick the knife in
Backstabber in the night ting, Wooly’s conniving
Ya get me? Tunnel Vision Volume 3
Eskiboy, Caramel Brownie
We’re doing this ‘ting
It’s nothing long, trust me (Yo, Caramel Brownie)
Nothing long
Eskiboy
Me and him, we played the game a bit
Had a chance before, but then he wasted it
Thought that he cared, but he was faking it
Came in my space and tried invading it
Me and her, we’ve played the game a bit
Had a chance before, but then we wasted it
Thought that she cared, but she was faking it
Came in my space and tried invading it
See me in the club, big bum, I’m shaking it
I can’t front, big dough, I’m making it
Plus I can see them girls are hating it
You can see my chain but you ain’t taking it
I got the milkshake, boys are chasing it
If I get a number, my wife erases it
Frozen pie in the oven, I’m baking it
When I make a riddim, the raver praises it
Me and him, we played the game a bit
Had a chance before, but then he wasted it
Thought that he cared, but he was faking it
Came in my space and tried invading it
Me and her, we’ve played the game a bit
Had a chance before, but then we wasted it
Thought that she cared, but she was faking it
Came in my space and tried invading it
Me and him we’ve played the game a bit
We do fly on aeroplanes a bit
Touch down in a new country, raining it
It’s humid still, but I ain’t complaining is
Me and her, we’ve played the game a bit
Money well spent, Queen’s head I’m chasing it
Six years award, we never came for it
Straight to New York, life is changing us
It’s Eskiboy
Caramel Brownie
Tunnel Vision Volume 3
We’re running tings right now
Roll Deep
Boy Better Know
Big up all my, all-all my massive
All my tugs
Everyone
Shut ya mout’
