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Joseph Junior Adenuga (born 19 September 1982), better known by his stage name Skepta, is an English rapper, MC, songwriter, record producer and recording artist with African roots from Nigeria. Adenuga began rapping while co-founding the independent grime collective Boy Better Know in 2006. His main style of music consists of grime while fused with British hip hop. Skepta released his debut studio album Greatest Hits in late 2007 independently, followed by Microphone Champion in 2009. The album produced the popular top 100 singles "Rolex Sweep" and "Sunglasses at Night". Skepta produced the majority of the album and was also released independently. more »

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2018

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Yo
Grew up on a dumb estate
Buzzworl' that's a jumpy place
Everybody getting white boy wasted
Right now I can't feel my face
Two chicks in the back just waiting
Tryna act like they don't wan' wait
Slow down, baby girl it's late
I can't drive an estate
And I don't wanna crash this rental
'Cah the depo looking all cray
And your girlfriend looking like cake
Looking like crème brûlée
And the next one looking like choc soufflé (sweet one)
And we done a lot today
We were chilling on the block today

Bare niggas want a verse from me (who am I?)
What's my name? C-H-I-P
C's up like I'm from C town (C's up)
Buzworl' Ambush a MC
I went school in T
Late nights we sneak to bae's in Wood Green
Hoodie up, hat low on a W3
No beef but affiliations get peak (mad)
Not standing with 30 g's (facts)
Cuban on me like 30 gs
Just me, tush money and teeth
That's kush and money and teeth
3 lions, f*ck 30 sheep
But I ain't with the violent raps
Niggas talk .44's, gassed in a 4 door
Strip you with a violent chat (lyin')
I ain't gotta buy no waps
My nigga said "Chippy we got you"
God said, "Sky dem tracks"
5 MCs on my jacks
I'll spin 'em like Michael Jacks'
Please don't forget these facts (never)
I let it clap no cap (booom)

Yo
Grew up on a dumb estate
Buzzworl' that's a jumpy place
Got my Cali in my zoot, I'm wasted
Right now I can't feel my face
Two chicks in the back just waiting
Tryna act like they don't wan' wait
Slow down babygirl it's late
I can't drive an estate
And I don't wanna crash this rental
'Cah the depo looking all cray
And your girlfriend looking like cake
Looking like crème brûlée
And the next one looking like choc soufflé (Sweet one)
And we done a lot today
We were chilling on the block today

All of this ice on me
Still man I got no chill
I was on the Billboard chart last week
Look this week, and I'm on there still
I see the niggas in the back just hating
Tryna act like they keep it real
Move to the rich part, oh your baiding
Catch man slippin' on Primrose Hill
Better put respect on my name when you speak it
I said Lukey World and I mean it
If it don't make sense then I leave it
Texting me bullshit, den I just swipe and delete it
Texting me bullshit, den I just swipe and delete it
Millions on the table, tryna get paid
Nah, I ain't tryna catch no case
That's why the shooters got no face
And the Lyca's got no trace
The Prada's got no lace
And you haters got no taste
Meridian t'ug 'til I'm old and grey

Yo
Grew up on a dumb estate
Buzzworl' that's a jumpy place
Everybody getting white boy wasted
Right now I can't feel my face
Two chicks in the back just waiting
Tryna act like they don't wan' wait
Slow down, baby girl it's late
I can't drive an estate
And I don't wanna crash this rental
'Cah the depo looking all cray
And your girlfriend looking like cake
Looking like crème brûlée
And the next one looking like choc soufflé (sweet one)
And we done a lot today
We were chilling on the block today

Aight, shit den
'Member I was trapping out a Citroen
Labels tryna offer man brick money
Must have thought we ain't got bricks den
Try take badman for children
Try take badman for kids den
Got the juice from Skepta
Had to get the munk from Chip then
You're a prick now, and you was a prick then
Dis year I'm bussin' all the mandem
Next year's money and chicks then
Took Neenz and lovers from Dots
And the whole hood miss them
They took Neenz and lovers from Dots
And the whole hood miss them
Why you think there's so much yack in the system?
Henny and the mally, man mix dem
Put the crème brûlée on a choc soufflé
I'm the man in the middle, man mix dem (twist dem)
I don't wanna crash dis big ting ('cah the depo looking all cray)
But I'm tryna smash dis thick ting

Word, yo
Grew up on a dumb estate
Buzzworl' that's a jumpy place
Everybody getting white boy wasted
Right now I can't feel my face (I can't)
Two chicks in the back just waiting
Tryna act like they don't wan wait
Slowdown babygirl it's late
I can't drive an estate
And I don't wanna crash this rental
'Cah the depo looking all cray
And your girlfriend looking like cake
Looking like crème brûlée
And the next one looking like choc soufflé (Sweet one)
And we done a lot today
We were chilling on the block today

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