Wiley - Bring Them All / Holy Grime lyrics

[Intro: Wiley] Ayy, listen [Verse 1: Wiley] Drink 'nough beers before the game, what d'ya call that? Georgie Best MC Listen, I don't rest MC You man sleep, that's why you're not the best MC You man are part time, never had beef Now you're on the mic like a bulletproof vest MC I'm a double, precious Tek MC Separate heads from necks I was in the shadows, I came to the light with a path Us spitters who wanna be first and never be last I've been ahead of the game, I've been ahead of the craft I wanna laugh Come sailing along like a bus With the flow I'm like rah, what the ras? I'm a striker [?] get my triple A pa**es I'm sitting with the stars Listen up, I ain't normal, I'm sicker than my bars Driven myself crazy, I've been in every condo I like to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in I can work here but it's not a place that I could live in Getting new money though but I've already made a k**ing I've already made a scene, I already live a dream And the king's road's lonely, you can't go with him When it's time for a test Man ah man have gotta move swiftly 'cause you don't want a knife in your chest In the hood every day, it's h**n, living like they're dead Made it, now you're lying in your bed It's like yo, has anybody seen my flow right here, cuz? Live in your ears like earplugs Keep myself away like rare dubs What makes you so scared, I'm sure fear does On the real though, I stand up and face it The levels high in my scene, that's why I embrace it Let me go on and enjoy what I created Man will jump on the stage and go ape sh** For years I've been k**ing it, trust me Swear down, I will never get rusty My lyrics dem will rough up your lyrics like rugby For the work I put in, the fans love me [Verse 2: Devlin] This one ain't free but it's the liberty Street divinity Me and Will's tyranny And this one's willing me to rise like Pyrenees peaks and I'm lyrically In the sky and then I'm right through infinity Forever after, Devs be the master Hit 'em with the [?] of father of grime [?] This precinct when it gets darker Don't think you can stand the heat You can't stand this peak I'm like a million and one lightyears way past of an artist's reach Mary, I'm hard to beat Now think deep About this collabo Historical events unravel Like I went Middles**, I came to Harrow My man said he feel paro Bloody cuffs, heart on my sleeve This sh** feels like beef to me When I spit and my arms start swiniging, I'm bringing More raw sh** than a Beckton works Smell it and know why Kano writ it Wrote it, f** me, alright, don't quote it Focus, look, now I'm back and it's hopeless Comparing me with these seeds Too rare a breed of MC and the flow shifts More than once a minute Getting off like dharma, I come and I k** it A Dagenham'er strapped with a bunch of lyrics That bang harder, where the f**'s the gimmicks? There ain't nada I've got the heart and spirit they can't harbor Silly men pa** the limit and then scarper When it comes on top with the urban legend, I get 'em like Carter [Verse 3: Wiley] Spitters can't better these levels of terror I leave my brain in my car but my head is together I make a team of dons quit when I'm put under pressure Rate Devlin, why? He's a grime treasure In grime, I've lined my catalogue up, prime seller I'm never too far from the hype that I set up I step up like a bredda who's livin' in nice weather At work, puttin' words together with ice letters I spray, make a big tree lean in the road Trees drop on your house to leave them a cold Trees drop on your car, the windows smash Eski brought O2 Indigo back But this whole time, fam, I've been holy in grime Even a first time who don't know me in grime But you love my stage vibe when I'm holding a mic I'm a pro now, bro, I jump over the spike [Verse 4: Devlin] Any hardcore fan of grime Go mad when you hear this bang inside I got the keys like pianists, black and white I've been a beast in the scene all my adult life Ever since Will said "Hello, hi" I was sat in the shadows, high Concocting the maddest vibe With a way less narrow sight Than a h*mosapien eye X-Ray, make way for my d**h ray Nikola Tesla reborn to a next stage Technology stole our children The world's in debt and our men are all templates I'll bring ten crates of my best mates Puttin' up my worst and best traits Converse in a verse with dead saints Holy grime, it's a blessed day