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2007 |
1. | Flame Grilled Whopper |
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4. | Stampers |
5. | Ride or Die Chick |
6. | Do This Ting |
7. | Bring Ur Crew Then |
8. | Bad Luck |
9. | Floating Thru da Sky |
10. | Rules & Regulations |
11. | Respect Us |
12. | Babylon Burner |
13. | Something New |
14. | Weed Man |
15. | Racist People |
16. | Penpals |
17. | Hickory Dickory |
18. | Roll Deep Regular |
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He kept squeezing but he's missing the point
He never had his head screwed on from a boy
The boys that he rolled with they weren't his boys
He didn't realise then he was with the wrong crowd
He don't listen, that's why he won't learn anything,
Earn anything or turn anything around
He don't use his loaf when he's on the roads
That's why his life turned round, upside down
Of course there was gonna be consequences
When jumping fences, you will get court and sentenced.
That's a bad look and entrance
Keep it up, he won't see his pension
Watch me I'll live till I'm older
If he likes leng so much, go army and be a soldier
I don't care what that badman told you,
You can be a badman with out a revolver
Chorus (Breeze/Flowdan)
He's a big man, thats what he wants
He's a badman, thats his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see
He's a big man, thats what he wants
He's a badman, thats his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see
Got a gully little friend
Little gully man, gully with a leng
Billa know that he's bate on the ends
Lives for da road, more time in pen
He's blessed with me but God's not reaching him
Wasting time trying to preach to him
This boy needs help, like nobody can't chat to him
All been there done poop for a laugh
Run a muck ran up da wrong path
Been a prick done crazy shit
Gunshot
Karmas a bitch dats just the half
Youts go missin in da system
Get banged up like sonny liston
Come back worse then they went in
Pissed cos nobody missed em
Chorus (Breeze/Flowdan)
He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see
He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see
So what's he gonna do? Wants to do this?
Roll with the mash with the 2 clips?
Unload the shells for a few kicks?
Make em do summersaults, back flips?
After the drama he made that change
Hot headed from a younger to get that name
Other men fear him, dither and jowal
But police catch him, its straight prison
Never occurred to him to just think
"Your life means more than this"
Take another mans life there's more to it
Sit down for it
Some end up in jail
Some lose the plot
I know what it's like if they disrespect
Use your intellect, get them in another way
Clean heart, and live and over stand this
A wise man will learn but a fool never will
Chorus (Breeze/Flowdan)
He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see
He's a big man, that's what he wants
He's a badman, that's his response
Where is he going, what's he gonna be
Watch what happens, wait and see
These are some serious times
And it's only getting worse cos the streets ain't nice
It was 1996 one time at chimes
When he first heard a gunshot blud, he had to hide
Two double O six, we're in the same mix
And teenagers are rolling with nines ain't the lick
And they're shooting each other on idiot shit
Like: "man he tried it, does he think I'm a prick?"
Nah.... But I bet you felt like one
Waiting for a visit and your visit don't come
But when the door shuts, it's just you and you one
And that's because of you and what you did with a mash
Now look your family's not safe
Revenge is wanted and you're locked away
It's a circle of pain that never goes away
All because of one gunshot that you bus' that day
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Skepta, Roll Deep, yeh E16, N17, E3, SW9, E14, N13
We do dis ting. Rules and regulations.
I've been a skuller doing ching chang walla.
Real life, not no sci-fi horror.
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow.
Talk out, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves, get paid, but they don't wanna do it proper.
Rep my crew Roll Deep, since Ip Dip Do, And I always have something to offer
Brand new clobber, paid top well I, plus I aint no shotter or robber.
If you bare good at grime n ting then don't bother-get smacked up today, get smacked up tomorrow.
If you wanna take the piss then you're gonna hear something else holla.
See that girl over there- she's mine, I'm on her, so family don't bother.
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Yo, my name is Skepta, I'm in Roll Deep but I live in North London so sometimes I don't see them.
More time I see Wiley and Matt Scratchy and Danny and Scratch, Flow Dan and Karnage on the weekend.
No G's in trouble, my nigga, that's why I'm sellin boydem to freedem.
Some man don't know that I'm in roll deep, coz they never heard me on In At The Deep End.
I rep roll deep but I'm not from E3, don't hate me coz you see me on the TV, talk about what you gonna do when you see me, and when you see me you say Skepta, wah gwan, easy.
That's how I know you ain't greezy.
I lick a shot and disappear like a genie, everybody in the country knows me.
I'm a soul survivor like young jeezy.
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Ok, I don't know what them man are on
Buss, man are gone, gone with the old argument, time to move on.
Dem man are hiding, let them carry on. The studios' built, now nuff more songs.
Non stop bars, non stop beats, non stop heat I mean non stop bombs.
Non stop cash when I got my gat, too many can't flock that.
Become a non stop gonner.
I mean non stop acting, non stop tactics, man I practice on your spastics.
See, say I topple and iron like lying in a Zion.
Check that, deep, dem man are French plastic.
Biggin em again them man are just matchsticks. I aint playin games, them are not match-fit.
Although they chat shit, we've been doin dis ting and you can't chuck a ting from this.
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Yeh man. Look, all I wanna do is celebrate, play nice games like chess; checkmate.
Separate the rude from the fake-are you one of them?
Real recognize real game that's the bullet and Jet Le that's me I boogie, come to the dance in a blacked out buggy, leave out the dance with a girl in a mini.
When I get come home gonna show her my buddy.
Money, funny how it changes the plot, the UK's on the block, yeh that's a lot.
Take times so you take times say please. This country's system aint designed for me.
So I gotta move up how I move up, been through the hard times. Heartbreak, Of. Jet be humble but Jet was quick. Celebrate life coz the hoodies see the blick.
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
Non-stop gash, penetrate that, the album went silver, celebrate that.
Anybody get rude to the roll deep crew, then no longting we regulate that
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