Scorcher - On A Level (Remix) lyrics

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Scorcher - On A Level (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: Kano] On a level, I'm a rebel I ain't the same, I'm special I'm from space Extraterrestrial Give me some Ba** Give me some Treble On a level, I'm a rebel I ain't the same, I'm special I'm from space Extraterrestrial Give me some Ba** Give me some Treble [Verse 1: Scorcher] Ghetts hollered at me told me get up on this remix Hit em with the winner flow lay off all the sweetness So I'm going Everest so you know I'm peaking Leader of the new school so you know I'm teaching (What you teaching?) Little n***a how to put their clothes on How to write their lyrics if the flows wrong Had to hop on ya feature like it's ya own song Had these n***as screwing up their face, nose job Yea look Ya girlfriends favorite Dressed for the occasion If I don't make money then yes I make a statement Not in the station You man are thinking in the box I escape it On another level call me spot in a spaceship Keys to the city but it's locked so I break in These man are stealing my style it's like their burgularing Sounds like me but I ain't even heard of him Yea ok Sky in the building! Blowing up like a 911 flight In the building I'll be going harder till the day that I make a million Even if I never spend it then I do it for my children Cause I'm on another level Mummy said I'm special Right after she said it she said go put on the kettle It's like I'm getting too sick for the sidewalk So I'm gonna take a trip Skywalk! [Verse 2: Kano] Yeah, let the beat build b**h We ain't f**ing with them farts this is real sh** We do exactly what we say Ronseal tin Yeah that's stimpy's bredrin in the fridge yeah chilled Ren! Ha This tracks a flow temple Yea we get that bread and cheese like I'm the breville Talking bout flows I got several In fact! You can gimme dat Rock You can gimme dat Pop You can gimme dat Metal Boateng silk clean cut like Dettol 3.4 ya n***as couldn't afford the Petrol Meep Meep Roadrunner gone again Hollywood? Nah I'm like credits I'm on the ends Sweet dreams Because I spun them then I tucked em in Agents coming after me but they don't know I've come for them Matrix number one for them G brought out the big guns for them No direction Tom Tom for them It's that time of the month for them b**h Wait The beats still building No suede shoes But n***a Kano's left the building Na I'm back again This is G-H b**h and I'm a rep until the end [Verse 3: Wretch 32] 3-2, they're calling me the finest Wretch Under 10 stone I be carrying the title best Undisputed champ where number one ain't gotta fight again One day I'm a be a millionaire should I phone a friend And tell em teach me how to dougie and no I can't dance But I can move my mummy And I can move my sister but they won't go Ca they're both nosy and they riot on their roads I guess they're both stuck in the hood like myself In the pursuit of happiness and Wills wealth I ain't saying that I'm rich but I'm doing well I don't do fake hype I just real sales Sold units ain't never kissed Uran*s Just mingled with the stars and chilled up on the play list Alien nation Nations of aliens Well tell the government to put us in our place then Never put a finger on a brother that I ride with Ca I put money on the hand that you write with Call it a write off cause I'm doing my job Phone my accountant that's a tax write off Brother I divide gwop and share it with my people None of my dargs could've ever turn Siegel It's as real as it gets That's why you still see me with Ghetts Big heart don't worry bout my chest It's the Wretch [Verse 4:Ghetts] UFO sighting It's J. Clark in the matt black spacecraft I park on Mars and do it with no license These rappers keep talking bout fly They wouldn't have a clue on what to do with no pilot The only time they seen a G4 in the air is when I open up the window and thrown a studio item I'm on a mad one you know I'm hyping Telescope just so I can remember home I let em know that where I come from there ain't no telephone So easy they don't wanna make no calls You know they don't wanna let I'm go I was sent below with a second load With the weapons and the rest of my own... Kind Screaming I have arrived I – I- I – I have arrived It's the motherf**ing general You're watching like it's Senegal I just wanna eat and everybody's edible Tryna k** me will result in your own burial Ya bars are pants your flows terrible But I'm lying you deserve no pedestal So I kick away the legs and watch a bredda fall Alien I ain't the same as them I got two brains, one cranium Plus I'm light-years ahead All these cowboys I'm buzz Lightyear to them

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