Wiley - Spun lyrics

[Hook: Dot Rotten] Oh lord, we are true veterans If you can't stand up to us, you better run Boy, you can bring whoever come It don't matter, it ain't me who's getting spun [Verse 1: Dot Rotten] Over an MC's grave I'll skank and laugh And look at em all like "nah, they can't stand a chance" I think I'm one of the best, hand to heart Nonetheless I'm coming to dead man for ras Dragon spit, they all know where the fire is Cause I studied my craft, what a boss I is I am sickening, I need exam to pa** Flying kicks all up in your head, Cantona Are they on top? No, they're long-lost souls Soul reaper, I bring out the Zanpakutō I've got a nonstop flow, and my fans are saying that I'm C4 How has this bomb not blown? Guess it ain't that time, well ASAP I'm Gonna be a star, my swagger is Maybach grime Bet your whole crew aware of the stay back lines If I hear my name being said then it's payback time [Hook: Dot Rotten] Oh lord, we are true veterans If you can't stand up to us, you better run Boy, you can bring whoever come It don't matter, it ain't me who's getting spun [Verse 2: Wiley] I hear you don, but I ain't near you, don I've got the lyrics that'll scare you, don Dududada dada, I don't fear you, don Cause I can win it in a minute, I will tear you, don Fans hear this and they're gonna air you, dons Brave spitters, but me, I've been here for long I can show a couple riddims I was rering on You ever had a grime chair? Now your chairs are gone, wrong I battle, plus lead the cattle Your cage rattles when I crunch or tackle This competition, blud, are you ready? I'm gonna whizz the track with no castle My flow travels, the truth unravels I may as well stand in the booth with a camel The way the game's going, I can't believe it So I'm back to the start, I battle [Hook: Dot Rotten] Oh lord, we are true veterans If you can't stand up to us, you better run Boy, you can bring whoever come It don't matter, it ain't me who's getting spun [Verse 3: Ghetts] Rain on your parade, aiming a grenade Wait! I'm way too great to be delayed Hell yeah, I wanna swing And I don't mean a place kids play in the estate Be honest, your favourite MC don't want it When I'm on it, everybody's getting bodied, I promise I'm going on like [?] Wallace The game's like my wallet cause I've got it in my pocket, stop it You're out of your depth You should learn how to confess Mic in my hand, I never lie to my fans [?] I wanna shout "I'm the best" And I'll shout that without a doubt in my head Soundclash? I've had a thousand of them [?] around like I've got an unusual sound That I lost but I found it again [Hook: Dot Rotten] Oh lord, we are true veterans If you can't stand up to us, you better run Boy, you can bring whoever come It don't matter, it ain't me who's getting spun [Hook: Dot Rotten] Oh lord, we are true veterans If you can't stand up to us, you better run Boy, you can bring whoever come It don't matter, it ain't me who's getting spun