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Right, let's go
Roll Deep
Oi, lyrical injectionist
Mic buck perfectionist
Needed like that Evian to make your body carry on
Heartbeat's a hundred beats
Mummy bangs and keyboard cheats
Ten decibels of pressure measured with a synthesiser
Sounding like an orchestra
Orchestrated by the streets
Instruments arranged with beats
Perfected with some ghetto speech
Vocab is so ideal
Spun 'em from a hungry grill
Reflected through some beat made stories
Showing you some pain and glory
Let you know that East E3's searching for justice and freedom
And tell the haters we ain't playing when we buck 'em and see 'em
Yo first yo, get your mind tight
Get your paper tight
Get your life right
Strapped up with that bless tonight
R-O-L-L D-E-E-P
Spit anywhere, anytime if it need be
Miscommunication can lead to complications
So I've got the right frame of mind for any situation
Hey
You're working every day
Got no time to play
Or to pray
What you gonna do now?
I think you'll find
You're gonna lose your mind
Stressing all the time
You gotta make it bust out
I want a high
Yeah, yeah
I was selling records out my car boot (Car boot)
Shops couldn't stop me even though they tried to tackle me
The whole scene tried to tackle me
And pushed me in a corner, then the whole scene took a back of me
Eat my dust, there's not many I can trust
I'm like, F managers, they make me wanna cuss
Bad words, I ain't got a nice word to say about 'em
Choong girls, I hang around with 'em, I play around 'em
Got so many gash I can't find my way around 'em
They say I don't turn up, I'm unreliable, I'm never on time
I'm not clever on time
But I can make it to a main event and have a good time
I'll make the whole crowd have a good time
They call me Eskiboy (Eskiboy)
You're a pesky boy (Pesky boy)
You won't catch me boy (Catch me boy)
I was repping my ends across the globe
Anywhere I go I show 'em the E3 postcode
It's E3
Hey
You're working every day (Working every day)
Got no time to play
Or to pray
What you gonna do now?
I think you'll find
You're gonna lose your mind (You're gonna lose your mind)
Stressing all the time
You gotta make it bust out (You gotta bust out)
I want a high
Yo, yo
Making P's is fun, spitting bars, that is me
Making trouble on the ends, that is how it used to be
But now we're wiser, older, stronger, smarter
Beating you both in crime, that could never be us no longer
Spitting on the radio, spitting on the beats
Making music for the streets
Keep me off the streets
I like to fly overseas to find precious ladies
Like Brazilians, Puerto Ricans and Portuguese
But it's not about the streets cuz, it's all about the music
I hear you're bragging about you've got the talent so use it
Use your dough, use your flow, use your brain
I'm rolling kinda deep, that's why I'm in the fast lane
I used to dream of the days when it would be my turn
That time is here, now it's my time to earn
It's my time to show you what I've got to say
And it's my time to show you Roll Deep don't play
Hey
You're working every day (Working every day)
Got no time to play
Or to pray
What you gonna do now?
I think you'll find
You're gonna lose your mind
Stressing all the time
You gotta make it bust out (You gotta bust out)
I want a high
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, I roll deep, no stress, I go sleep
Oh yes I'm so street, I'm blessed, I'm unique
Get fresh then get chief with no mess, it's no beef
Just me with no peeps, trust me, you're dead meat
Compress that high grade, progress is my way
You're next if I say, get vexed, annihilate
Get your facts right mate, big bars that I make
Make you dance lively in my own little way
I say mind out, make way
You can play but play my way
I'll be taking over mate
No more kicking back just in case you try to take my place
What? Make or break
I'm not wasting space, come lace your face
Come face to face if that's the case
I mean it's paper chase
I put my P's away for a rainy day
Saving up if I want to, that's the only way
I come straight, straight away
I'm on some different stage
I don't want no standard wage
Hey
You're working every day (Working every day)
Got no time to play
Or to pray
What you gonna do now?
I think you'll find
You're gonna lose your mind (You're gonna lose your mind)
Stressing all the time
You gotta make it bust out (You gotta bust out)
I want a high
Hey
You're working every day (Working every day)
Got no time to play
Or to pray
What you gonna do now?
I think you'll find
You're gonna lose your mind (You're gonna lose your mind)
Stressing all the time
You gotta make it bust out (You gotta bust out)
I want a high
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