Are You Ready
Wiley, Skepta
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Hmm, wow, yeah, always ready The black Nigerian's way to heavy Every time I open my mouth blud I say a lyric and another MC gets buried Yeah 6 feet under Leave a hole in your jumper When the big skeng rings out like a private number Ring ring, talk to the answer machine Yo Frisco pass the machine I just wanna do my part for the scene I'm a big man but they wanna see me act like I'm 15 Na fam it's a big man ting so please stop watching the whip man's in I don't wanna be no funky house DJ But they got me on a wig man ting You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man I seen so much now I don't give a monkeys Swing from tree to tree just like monkeys So man wanna war me, record me Lights camera action Who produces anthem after anthem? (Me) Skepta, The Microphone Champion Some people can't see that you can't win a lyrical war with me So I'm gonna call this one Lord of the Mics, Part 3 And murder another 25 MCs So dig me a larger grave Spray my ting like aftershave It's gonna be a par today When your heartbeat stops and you pass away Trust me it's all easy to me I'm champagne, you're Lambrini to me Dunno why you're talking greazy to me When I'm Rodney Price, you're Beenie to me You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man I seen so much now I don't give a monkeys Swing from tree to tree just like monkeys They wanna run it up But like Armour said It's nothing leave them Bare skeng talk I can't believe them Red and white R6 I'll leave them Ed Hardy glasses I can't see them So why you talking like you can't die One bullet in each lung breath then See your sounding weezy And I heard your CD You and your mandem are talking greezy I just tell a man like D-E-E Come On Come On Do you really think if I give 2 shits if you're greezy? I don't think so You man ain't seen greezy yet All my mandem pop it off Your man will fly off into the sky like easyJet You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man You can't threaten me with no badman talk I'm not scared sorry man I seen so much now I don't give a monkeys Swing from tree to tree just like monkeys
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