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That means man can't starve
Grime til the bloodclaat end
I'm in a bloodclaat laugh

So the media a talking
Won't be long til they cool off
Me there from

still got rights
Man I'm not far from reaching those heights fire off shots anybody at will
Light up a set like blackpool lights come stop me boy man I've

hard times, dark times
I moved through yard grime when sirens chime
No settle for sub-prime, need all of mine
Been patient this whole time, so if you

No stylist fuck the media cause I wear what I want to
Greatness all around me, drums bass guitars go hard never bar low like Gary 
I'm engaged with

head gets hot no fighting
Social media anti-social again
I’m still talking again
Red and blue lights rare but damaging a lot so we protesting again
How

take them out
Dont post much a hate social media
Got full up but am starving again
This time I'm greedier
Have cunts packin there bags like ma soundcloud

Six months I've been
Six months gone
Six months I've been gone
Six months I've been gone
Six months gone
Man I flow so hard
On a grime Beat
Boys don't

Програш (yeah it’s and you Mc, Ukrainian have problem today, it’s bad media, fuck bad media, not comedian)
Get out of Ukraine 
Today we are repeat again

grime
And I won't do no time
For that crime I've assigned

I will get that mask
For that task
Do that hit that you asked
I'm so ready to blast
Get that

Wanna kill me, tell me who paid you
Is this drill or grime?
It’s neither
This my own genre
I’m the leader
Don’t like drill
But I’m the grime reaper
4th

But you see that white dude, he got the strap
But the media only paint in black
On a white paper, only hating blacks
Life in bad Britain, gonna be ok

I feel lost sometimes, when I look in their eyes
I feel lost when I hear radio, TV, medias talking
I feel stuck sometimes, I'm not the only one
I

Engineered traps
To shake the focus off
The plan of attack

Maybe one day
You'll find the strength
To wipe the grime away
To see the truth of things
You don't

Grime is in a state of emergency
The scene is in chaos
We need a superhero to save the day
Who can we get? (I know, let's get Superman)
Fuck that

of your mic ya
Let crap spit out of the mic ya

New setup, way better, stepped up the ladders you won't see
To desktop, from shower, but social media's taxi

taken for mugs like lemsip
Stand my ground and my shoes are expensive
No media my histroy in grime is extensive
She feels me cause i can turn on her

stuck on rock
Crack open that holster while aiming for the backs and the armpits
Instead of sharing out facts like Trebek
Media spins like Sajak for

I waste my time hearing people too wise
They laugh and cry while they're taking a bribe
They all get drunk, pints have media inside
Such a hectic pub

The House video would crush me
Last week I did five shows in five different countries
The supports have still got love for me

Middle finger to the media

Ace Hood Flow

Skepta

Blacklisted

2012

shows in five different countries
The supports have still got love for me
Middle finger to the media
Hypocrites can't touch me
I'll be in Dubai eating in

mouth
Make me sick to my stomach 'til I'm feeling condemned?

I'm not Josh, I'm not Ci
I'm not Yatez, fucks sake I'm me
I'm not Grime, I'm not Trap
I'm

watch, he's hot
But he's not, what they want, he's weak sauce
They seek not, to put him onto the top
Media niggas is pussy, I need to find they're damn

Straight kill age
Grime violinist there all image
Cant touch realist i touch spirits
Shotgun lyrics
Man don't wan it but they hear it
Dons been

What feels like time ago
What feels like time
Don't know
Maybe the grime in the toilet bowl
Maybe defined by the gaping hole
That grows every day this