Intro

Involved with the intro, no strings attached, it's somethin' like a plimsoll
Just for your info, grime to me's like jazz was to Nat King Cole
They don't want to let me in the mainstream door, give a diss
So, I'ma come through the back window, this be "The Calm Before The Storm"

Hurricane Ghetts, yes, I arrive when the wind blows
I run wild like a dingo, these MCs all talk the talk
Me, I walk the walk, bare foot like a Flintstone
The bike's like I ain't eatin' enough, real talk, I feel full after a sprin' roll
And I ain't never been big, but now, I'm slimmer than my insoles
Still, I ain't the nigga you can insult

Face to face, it ain't the same case, it's more like, "Ghetts, what's wrong with you?
I just wanna do a song with you, how the hell can I be on F Radio if I don't get along with you?"
Look, it's a par, it's a long pursuit, my bars would be under booth
"2000 & Life", then I came with the Gospel, then I made "Freedom of Speech"

I got the crowd on my side, I'm blatantly on form best MC on the scene
Even the founder of grime says I'm responsible for decreasin' his lead
There ain't a doubt in my mind who's takin' me off course
I believe in my dream, three CDs deep (classics)

And I'm back with another one when another MC says my name
They always say Ghetto's the same as Kane
I ain't never heard nobody come with another one
And I ain't a battle MC, but they all wanna hear me battle MCs

Where does it end? They'll always be another one
Had a deal, now I'm in talks of another one, in fact, let's talk about that
If my name was money, I'd talk about cash, I'ma take 80 thousand for the album
Squash all this talk about clash
There ain't no money in it and at my age, it's all about stacks
Most man hate on Stryder and Chip like, "All they make is water down tracks"

Niggas hates progress, hate the new me, rate the old Ghetts
To me, it makes no sense, change is part of the process
If Wiley never made Rolex, he wouldn't've made top five dough yet
Sometimes, I feel like I've outgrown sets, still I give one 100 percent, no less

I don't wanna write bars for a set, I just wanna write bars for a cheque
And I don't wanna write bars over clash, I just wanna write bars over track
I used to write bars to respect, but now I know how far I'm ahead
Now I just wanna write songs that are gone
'Cause I ain't where I belong, am I wrong? Well, am I?

Never been more right, but still I get it in more time
Who's helpin' the team? Who else in the scene, but Will, could ever bring more guys?
And I know deep down, most of 'em wouldn't return the favour
Apart from Devlin or Lights, so, why am I helpin' out when I need help?

There's no help about, it's alright, I'll get there, take a jet there
See Griminal, Rapid and Devz there
See Kane, Scorcher, Mercston and Wretch there (yeah)
It don't matter who's next there (nah), as long as we all get there (yeah)
And when I get there, I won't forget here, went from sittin' on the wall to a deck, yeah
I'm like sorry, it's your time, next year

This is "The Calm Before The Storm", I'm so sorry for the delay
You know me, it's more than entertainment to me
Come back, have to raise the levels and shit
Does this so often, don't ever doubt me
You don't hear me, don't think I'm sittin' at home
With a joint out and a zoot in my mouth, ain't my style, I get it in