Wiley - Westwood Freestyle lyrics

I'm a deep one, deep son, came from a deep slum So cold, after me The heat's done Yeah, and your flow's a cheap one My flows money, your fans say my words like Drink, dance, bubbles Call that a discreet one Got so many bangers in my mac, when I flick through fam, I'm dying to leak one So many bangers I'm dying to leak one Mic wars, I'll never retreat one You see one you will never defeat one When I come in the dance, anybody try and step on that stage and I'll press delete one Delete two, delete three and chief one I'm far from done, let the the beat run Yeah, I'm all that and then some But let me know when the heat comes Yeah well the heat's here And heat I don't fear I beat your whole clique Nan says "oh dear" Their tunes don't last for the whole year Next year, my new stuff's gonna go clear Thats why when it's going my way Everybody starts getting up out of their old chairs I got a London attitude, don't care Don't hear, I'm ahead by so many years since family Crying out so many tears, no way I'm gonna be broke here Got money for the next year, next year, next year, next year and the year after Wiley's a martyr, like Shawn Carter and Dwayne Carter But next year I'm gonna step up a gear and go harder You know me I'm a master, I cause disaster Cause disaster Anywhere on Earth Find money like anywhere I search plus anywhere on Earth, the ropes I earn the rights to cop tunes any stage, anywhere I merk Anywhere I am alert, got vision, made my decision What I wanna get schooled by a king with vision You wanna know why I'm so clued up? I just tell them its London living It's London living And I'm what London's giving As an answer to urban On a good day Freddy might have Durban And some man didn't really hear when me and Larry longtime buss up the version I don't wanna hear if mans ears are burning For all I care keep burning You don't wanna know about the figures I'm earning I'm in the sky though, can't see vermin I'm earning, you're learning And heads keep turning No you ain't like me, I'm too determined Ears burning still, ends burning still Man better take a learning pill Think back to the days when Everybody started maths and English plus learning Yo, that bash done, me I'm blacker than a black cap gun and a gla** of white rum Three black cars, choose one It's a black one Young black boy, too much money in a Nike shoebox I am that one Got a new shirt its a black one came from a black slum Black Stone Island coat One away, yeah that one I been buying garms since manaman had a OB with black one, got a new Versace jean suit with 09 Pradas Pair of black ones Choice of whip you see me in a black one Black boy drive Black bentleys with black leather seats I'm that one, I'm the original black one, role model, icon, black one And if you ain't got dough better stack some Was a black boy, now i am a black man If i lost my life, now i couldn't say I didn't have one Even though I'm on a mad one I'm gonna never fell back, like say I never had one I used to live life like nobodies picked me Now I got a bank card, black one Black man ain't meant have black cards, Bentleys Got them anyway Big money deal next year I'm gonna catch one Black star made money, black stars today But not once did he every try and trap one Please don't bother cause my flow's proper I rolled round manny patrolled foot locker See I'm a town hopper Ex-brown shotter The next show stopper Taught Harry Potter Invite everybody I've never been a blocker Youts wanna talk about that's my dance Well this is the sweet this ain't no tick-tocker I didn't stop cause I ain't no flopper I'm colder I don't give a damn if your hotter Your flow ain't proper and you're a chart-topper You ain't been higher I'm a dough clocker See you in the ranks where the dough gets better off One tune I saw my dough get long Still better than clipper better than glocker I'm buying on sight you're a window shopper You take me down you are off your rocker We're on a mission when I speak listen Cause I don't wanna see another crime sheet written I been slippin before so if you hear what I'm saying There's gonna be less chance of you tripping Make a new beat 8 bars into the 16 bar Make a sub ba** kick in Whole crown slippin I learnt from stickids First ball boy running riot on the riddim In the charts I'm wizzing champagnes fizzings If I'm in a West End club bring dizz in Squash the qualm now bro I got vision The iPod's full how can iInot listen to your songs We're Kylie and Dylan Besides that Dizzee and Wiley are driven by money So its hard to say if they'll listen to each other On TV, radio or riddims Snatch it ya mad I'll snatch it Throw an in-di-r I will catch it Even if you lived with the title belt It would vanish As soon as you try to grab it The Gods won't have it Your girlfriends not satisfied by you So she got a Rabbit When it comes to music Wiley's a gannet The most unusual star on the planet And I'm nothing like Go Go Gadget Your old flows had it, you can't manage Going on like you are a lyrical savage Got more layers than a light green cabbage I keep telling em, they keep asking But I dont know Sally, don't know Janet Don't chat to man about Wiley You link them gal, I live life I don't plan it You better know when I'm shopping I ball out First grime kid on this earth I'm going all out Nuff of them lose the plot, they fall out It's not my fault, I'm the one you can't rule out I get your wifey on call out But I don't go there, told her I don't care When I'm on the strip, whips I bring em all out