Words 2da Wise
Flip them bars into fans
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Pon the soundwave man a loco
Pon the socials yeah I'm loco
From Country to Endz g I'm loco
Flip them Bars into fans
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Studio's to postcodes I'm loco
From streets to Dre beats I'm loco
Mp3's Mix cd's I'm loco
Grimes a traphouse I plug the substance in
Too many sub par mc's need to sub them
Food for the soul I supplement
With enough sauce to keep it succulent
This a household culture I'm doing my bit
Bait face standout like I'm in a hi-vis
Radios dead F making a playlist
Mandem sing hooks for attention now their pissed
I kick the game doors off the latches
I got kilo's of bars rhymes about my graft
Punchline money tucked in the mattress
Duffle bag full of rhymes schemes stanzas
I raise the bars blood you come standard
Pause back on that like sta! sta! stammered
From Clapham Manors to be caught in madness
Roll with mandem that roll with weapons in tandem
I used to see the game for what it is
Now I only see what it could be
Don't talk about a level playing field
I'm bossing the levels on every level it could be
I don't carry a screwface that's tension
My names holds too much weight for man to mention
Since I saw Tookie story in Redemption
I clocked the postcode wars was a sheg ting
I don't beg friends or do bredrins
Associate with wastemen below my expense
I used to check bossman for Nike 110's
Bless copped another yard for like 110
Hunger never waivering still stacking
Still kept my head up when the garms weren't matching
Am a misfit to them social circles
No tears I fit in next tier tax brackets
Flip them bars into fans
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Pon the soundwave man a loco
Pon the socials yeah I'm loco
From Country to Endz g I'm loco
Flip them Bars into fans
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Studio's to postcodes I'm loco
From streets to Dre beats I'm loco
Mp3's Mix cd's I'm loco
Grime's a traphouse I plug the substance in
My best yet to come subsequent
Giggs a landlord of the scene as a whole
I'm a student of the game that wants a freehold
You man beg for room like it's a HMO
30+ and still ain't grown
No baking soda straight taking over
Didn't you get the memo no well we making known
I don't mince words I give it to your raw
Fresh produce cooked in the studio
No mixing down this one give it to them pure
Got the flow in the pocket with my 10's and score's
Real recognise real why these man like foreign
Don't fit the bill like the eye of Horus
Scene's so open got every man touring
Like they ran through Jammers basement with search warrants
Hood famous but don't make you hard my G
Got a rap sheet but don't mean you got bars my G
Can say safe but don't make you my dawg my g
Am I a dickhead? Fuck yeah your not my G
What the OG's grew out of love from garage
Has a quota of generic mc's below average
You rate mans pockets more so than talent
Am Fumin too many beg to be Lethal
Well pow there goes the imbalance
No solid project just radio clangers
Well POW there goes the imbalance
being good is ease being great is a challenge
Well POW their goes the imbalance
Walk with sick swag but talk shit grammar
Well POW there goes the imbalance
Well POW there goes the imbalance
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Pon the soundwave man a loco
Pon the socials yeah I'm loco
From Country to Endz g I'm loco
Flip them Bars into fans
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Studio's to postcodes I'm loco
From streets to Dre beats I'm loco
Mp3's Mix cd's I'm loco
Grimes a traphouse I plug the substance in
Too many sub par mc's need to sub them
Food for the soul I supplement
With enough sauce to keep it succulent
This a household culture I'm doing my bit
Bait face standout like I'm in a hi-vis
Radios dead F making a playlist
Mandem sing hooks for attention now their pissed
I kick the game doors off the latches
I got kilo's of bars rhymes about my graft
Punchline money tucked in the mattress
Duffle bag full of rhymes schemes stanzas
I raise the bars blood you come standard
Pause back on that like sta! sta! stammered
From Clapham Manors to be caught in madness
Roll with mandem that roll with weapons in tandem
I used to see the game for what it is
Now I only see what it could be
Don't talk about a level playing field
I'm bossing the levels on every level it could be
I don't carry a screwface that's tension
My names holds too much weight for man to mention
Since I saw Tookie story in Redemption
I clocked the postcode wars was a sheg ting
I don't beg friends or do bredrins
Associate with wastemen below my expense
I used to check bossman for Nike 110's
Bless copped another yard for like 110
Hunger never waivering still stacking
Still kept my head up when the garms weren't matching
Am a misfit to them social circles
No tears I fit in next tier tax brackets
Flip them bars into fans
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Pon the soundwave man a loco
Pon the socials yeah I'm loco
From Country to Endz g I'm loco
Flip them Bars into fans
Pounds into grands and grind hard off my voco
Using word of mouth for promo
Distribution pro bono
Yeah you see me blood I'm loco
Studio's to postcodes I'm loco
From streets to Dre beats I'm loco
Mp3's Mix cd's I'm loco
Grime's a traphouse I plug the substance in
My best yet to come subsequent
Giggs a landlord of the scene as a whole
I'm a student of the game that wants a freehold
You man beg for room like it's a HMO
30+ and still ain't grown
No baking soda straight taking over
Didn't you get the memo no well we making known
I don't mince words I give it to your raw
Fresh produce cooked in the studio
No mixing down this one give it to them pure
Got the flow in the pocket with my 10's and score's
Real recognise real why these man like foreign
Don't fit the bill like the eye of Horus
Scene's so open got every man touring
Like they ran through Jammers basement with search warrants
Hood famous but don't make you hard my G
Got a rap sheet but don't mean you got bars my G
Can say safe but don't make you my dawg my g
Am I a dickhead? Fuck yeah your not my G
What the OG's grew out of love from garage
Has a quota of generic mc's below average
You rate mans pockets more so than talent
Am Fumin too many beg to be Lethal
Well pow there goes the imbalance
No solid project just radio clangers
Well POW there goes the imbalance
being good is ease being great is a challenge
Well POW their goes the imbalance
Walk with sick swag but talk shit grammar
Well POW there goes the imbalance
Well POW there goes the imbalance
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Writer(s): Daniel Oduja
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