| We’re gonna take it one step further
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| On the riddim committing murder
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| Man in my city mandem have heard of
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| I’m around like a burger, the kids draw for the burner
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| And burn ya because they’re sick of being learners
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| Sick of being heard of cause of the music that I don’t do
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| Fuck about on the pitch, I’m gonna roast you
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| Cause I got the skill of a winner, I’m gonna boast too
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| If it was '82 I would have torched you
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| I’m hopeful, hopefully developing
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| And I be the only king that gets Devil in
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| And I’m doubling, I’m trebling, I’m better than I’ve ever been
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| The revolution is over and I’m about to settle in
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| I’ve already been a nice kid, an Ice Kid
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| And then an ice man, that’s why it’s hard we’re forgetting him
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| We’ve gotta take it up level and beyond
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| I’m a rebel on a song, take off cause I’m relevant
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| This ain’t the level you reach overnight
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| Are you ready for this?
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| Lancelot’s when I bury the king
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| I said, sorry, pardon! |
| What?
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| Oh my God, it’s a regular spin!
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| Bet any given I’ll be better than him
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| Fuckboy, you can’t level with the level I bring
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| I’m a P-R-O-B-L-E-M
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| I’m a demi-god with the devil within
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| I said bullet if you wan' push it
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| So man ah salt and pepper your skin
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| Too many wannabe Kendrick Lamars
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| Sendin' them bars, but Ghetts did it before Kendrick
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| And I offended plenty of stars
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| I can make fear enter your heart, I’m relentless
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| Can’t say grime’s dead to a grime head
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| I am more the original mic-man times 10
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| I just wanna smile again
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| Stifle them with the rhymes again
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| I’mma rhyme till death
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| Are you mad to think I’m content with the life of stress
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| I’ve got bars, I’m on a Rikers Island ting
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| And I think it’s time to find the life within
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| Better mind, I’ll put my knife inside your hip
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| All the niggas by my side, I’ll die for them
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| I’ll go blind on the right riddim
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| Rise up into the sky cause I fly like a pilot is
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| You couldn’t find where the at, so I had to find the clique
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| They wanna see me die before my time begins
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| Bright like a diamond ring
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| Go and jump on the riddim and I ride like a cyclist
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| Sore loser but I like to win
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| They don’t shine cuh the light in their mind’s too dim
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| One step in the right direction
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| I fantasise of big knifes at night
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| And slicing up One Direction
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| A killer on the loose
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| I’m blamed for the white complexion
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| Is that far enough?
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| I ain’t here through luck, I’m here by election
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| Wanna try it? |
| Then I’m raring up
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| I’ll start tearing up your whole rhyming section
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| I’m gonna go too far
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| I’ll get myself drunk at my local bar
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| But tell your girlfriend I’m a local star
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| Be sick on her skirt then literally blurt
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| I’ll go further than that
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| I’ve already got sperm in the bank
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| In case this generation rises after I die
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| And they wanna spit dirt on a lad
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| We gotta take it that one
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| Step further
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| Step further
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| Step further |