Envy (They Don't Know Vocal Remix)

Why dem ah watchin me?
Is it pure jealousy?
I don't wanna, wanna fight tonight
Why dem a stand and screw?
Me nuh have nuh tings for you
I don't wanna, wanna fight tonight
Wanna fight tonight

From when I step up on da microphone,
Explosive, people like to pimp
An' play like they know this
But they never see the Dynamite get ferocious
Yet ah show this, watch while I blow this,
From a step up on dis MC ting pyare good vibes I try to bring,
I try to fling,
But it's time to show i'm not playing, behind my back wanna chat
But I know what they saying,
Said they know bout me, lyrically, dibba D, I'm a lady
Come for set the M-I-C on fire
Take dem ravers dem higher, mek the evil fear
Never be like D
Me nuh deal in jealousy, lyrical ability
To put them six foot d-double-e-p test me
I take you to your final destiny...
I got a tongue like a trigger mek dem run like river bomb squad,
Then I shiver with my bomb, deliver anyone a test imma bury ya
Did ya momma never tell ya not play with fire?
IS it them foot dem wannabe player?
IS it them foot dem envy a slayer?
Have them bawlin' like they was town cryer
To be like D an' So Solid is their desire
But they don't know how I spit
An' they don't know that I won't quit
I put a stop to that bullshit
Make them prang like we shot, get lick
An' they don't know about D,
They'll see that them badmind only
Make me more determined to succeed
Dynamite, So Solid, so fuck the envy...

They don't know about my crew
They don't know what I do
They don't know about my flow
They don't know where I go

There's no need for fighting, there needs to be uniting
Can't you see we're fighting for no reason, inside here
Are you ready girls,
Turn your face and don't watch my face
You look at me in disgrace,
When really and truly
It's just envious (envious, envious, envious)

If you wanna go deeper than this
Yeah I'm talkin about back in the day
When I never had shit never rolled with my clique,
An' I'd never be rollin around with my hand on my stick
Now im bussin 'em quick,
Guns inna my hits, an' my clips an lyrics an' I'm touchin the tips,
'Cos I'm frozen from head to toe laced in Cartier baguettes
An' I'm feelin this shit,
'Cos I been here from day an' I know that I'm real in this shit,
Are you lyrically fit?
Challenge me right now on the stage with a mic in your hand to a beat, you can pick
Asher D's never fading away an' my flow is too sick,
An' I keep a full clip waitin to exhale on the niggas thats got all the lip,
So mind when you trip, when you feel that you're trippin it's me that is making you trip,
Keep your mind on your shit, when I tell you to jump,
You jump til I say you can sit

Eh yo Ash (What?)
You wanna chill up in ma T,
Iced out when people see me,
Think again can they really see me?
Don't chat shit 'cos I can see you but you can't see me
I wanna feel merry but I feel like a cunt feel in ma belly
No sess, no mersh, no smelly or was I drunk, come bounce when ya merry
It's gettin messy,
You better wait for the next part,
Megaman get too dark so dark
Megaman get I dark you dark
When Megaman talk then you talk, we talk
Well my name's Megaman they say Mega cyant talk the talk
That they talk prepare fi get dark,
Are you ready to get cursed?
But first, me an' ma shadow exchanged words
Listen I said "Shadow, shall I fuck that bitch?"
He said "No Megaman keep your eye on your shit"
An' I said "Shadow, can I kill that man?"
He said "No Megaman don't you understand?"

There's no need for fighting, there needs to be uniting
Can't you see we're fighting for no reason, here
Are you ready girls,
Turn your face and don't watch my face
You look at me in disgrace,
When really and truly
It's just envious (envious, envious, envious)

I can take you out obviously
But I'm startin to think that you're hating me
'Cos my head is hot and my hands itchy
An' I don't like the smell of PHD

Don't take the piss ya na!
I'm gettin sick of ya
When you was broke you know that I brought ya
Like a bitch in the corner
Scoping me out you know that I taught ya

Sellin ma flow I'm the star of the show
When you out taking bookings I be slammin' your ho like
Storm damage I'm out the window no trace when I duss
I duss when I go

I don't give a shit so check that
Everyday see know that Mega gon' wreck that
You buss mine, I buss yours to sawdust
So when you out take a deep look at your daughter

Ah Mega, are you a friend or an enemy?
Execution is a tendancy in my vocabulary
Are you feelin me?
I take ya to heights that you never will see

Asher D stick to reality
Who was you shottin for? (eh, Mega) see!
Who got you bookings? (but Mega) see
So who made you doe? (eh listen Mega) see
You thinkin you would've made it without me,
Then you gettin too brave competing with me,
Asher D you're diminished come down the mic, that's right
Now homie you're finished

When I— Step to the mic, the place explode like Dynamite
I've got the flow, got the love, got the like
Kill em on a boat cos I'm cold like ice.
When I— I step to the mic, the place explode like Dynamite
I've got the flow, got the love, got the like
Kill em on a boat cos I'm cold like ice.
I can get hot hotter, lyrics proper, come like ah, Class A shotter
Think they smart but I'm smarter,
Gwarn like they dark but I'm darker
Time to get dark dark like Darth Vader
Time to make you shake what your momma gave ya
Bite come like poisonous vapour
Dreadin this feelin cos there's no escape ah
I'll bruk you up like Muhammad Ali
And you're Sonny Liston but won't see Round 3
When my thoughts deliver
More like you're dying
Lyrics known to leave gunman crying
So you're brave and say you want some
Here's my One2One you betta call your Mum
Tell her to bell the undertaker,
Cos I'm sending you back to your maker.

They don't know about my crew
They don't know what I do
They don't know about my flow
They don't know where I go
They don't know about my clique
They don't know about my shit
But they wanna know about my doe
But I don't spend it I let it grow



Credits
Writer(s): Niomi Daley, Dwayne Vincent, Ashley Walters, Daniel Brazil, Muktar Aminu, Carole Stanislas, Samuel Stanislas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link