Letra de who said i cant do grime

I think I just got dissed again Think I care who this offends? Run up on man like Bale with a— Slap that through your shit defence And I can still get a box imported Said "don't worry 'bout the beef, it's sorted" My man said he's a real gun shooter Then my brother said "rah, that's awkward" My man's never been bad, that's bullshit Two weeks in the top ten, who called it? You know, like that? Ice in my cup come cold like that Woah, we ain't even close like that You know my style, know my stats Don't talk bad if you don't talk facts If I sign now, what's the buyout clause?

One top ten, five sold out tours? Might fling a mixtape out when I'm bored My life's okay, how about yours? Back now, damn, I've missed the pen Had one shot, you missed the pen Bad man yutes with their bad man ways What they wish for me, I don't wish for them I don't pay them fools, never been told Robbing phones outside Elliott School Let me get a little bit of Henny, I'm cool Many have come but many did fall away Wait?

You might take my life, but you can't take my soul! They can't use my music to advertise for Coca Cola They can't use my music to advertise for Motorola They can't use my music to advertise for anything The truth, I guess that's the reason the industry won't let me in Refuse to be a product or brand, I'm human Refuse to contribute to the gangster Illusion Whether I'm number One, Number two, or Number Three I'm unique and there will never be another me and there never be another you be proud of who you are, don't copy what the others do they are not superior, you are not inferior When we realize that is gonna be hysteria Not commercial, always controversial what my pen has written when they listen many have risen from the mental prison That's why you won't see my face upon the television But every time i try to sleep I hear the devil singing.

They can't use my music to advertise a watch or your car They can't use my music to advertise a drink you got at the bar They can't use my music to advertise for anything The truth, I guess that's the reason the industry won't let me in. My Integrity is the reason I'm thinking separately keep your three-sixty I can do this independently It's likely I'm quite mad why? Cos I say with ease slavery gave the streets Nikey's and Ipads they don't like my rhymes, see my style is like lecture but I'd rather die, than smile with my oppressor I'm an honourable student, with the facts and you're Judas your not Hip Hop or Grime, your just McDonald's music Not commercial, always controversial what my pen has written when they listen many have risen from the mental prison That's why you won't see my face upon the television But every time i try to sleep I hear the devil singing.

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