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Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene This is the London scene This is the London scene This is the London scene What you know about the grime scene, mate? Man don't know about Chippy though From North, yeah, I grew up on the risky roads Don't want the iceberg history though Dem man's history's a mystery though Man get lost and try send shots Nah, fam, miss me with your "miss me" flows Diss me? No, that's risky, bro Round here, there's no frisky flows Yeah, I pepper, anytime, pepper, anywhere Pepper, what's your name? Pepper, mi nuh care Dead, you man forgot who's colder That's why I'm back now and everybody showed up And still couldn't give a rocks if you're older I'll take you, your gyal and over Fake MCs wanna diss me, I hate them Hungry? Trust me, I'll 08 them I'm like "test S.O.", that's a no-no, no-no We set the blueprint though, that's Ono Been doing this since 2-0-0-0 I'm feeling myself, no homo Hand on my stick like the man on the polo Girls go down on your boy like yo-yos No strings attached, I'm like YOLO And I still snap on the track, no photo Snap, if you boys get me vexed, I'll snap I might just break your back like snap I might just break a neck like snap I'm like snap, snap, snap Please stop acting a fool I've been had platinum plaques on the wall Brand new fresh Air Max when I walk And I'm in the hood like tags on the wall Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene This is the London scene This is the London scene This is the London scene What you know about the grime scene, mate? While all these man kiss arse I'm in the garden watering plants Fuck you and your shit bars I'm chilling, billing a big spliff in France I don't need no introduction I'm better than all these guys who give suction Anybody disagrees? Fuck them I'm just smoking my trees and hustling Trust me, I'm on this reckless ting And I will be until my necklace blings I'll irack your nigga like the Ripper Everyone knows I rep this ting Smoke my weed in front of police You know me, I disrespect the ting See me in my Bank of England tee One joint will lick off your headtop clean I'm the farrda, I've never been gassed off of lean Or anything in my squeeze-on From day one, I've been the wickedest ting Them man, they can't prove me wrong Man lights up a verse, man writes up a song I get mad, I start put shots first in a song I learnt from the dons in the 90s So they couldn't try me I put them in a hearse in a song And now I'm an original don In grimey fields where the originals are from When Warhead get wicked Hit them for six like cricket Try and know man? Do it long time Dared that, darg dem never waste time Fix ting, swift ting, you're a couple combined The manor couldn't bredder violate my status Presidential from long time Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene This is the London scene This is the London scene This is the London scene What you know about the grime scene, mate? Fro! Send shots or the snipe to the man any time of the day (Oi, oi!) Cut a man short with a clip of the Bars and I light up the fade (Oi, oi!) Don't raise up your tone, don't step to your dynamic range (Oi, oi!) G-O-D with the flow, man know when I'm live in the place Live in my space, in my zone Live in your face, in your dome You line, I'ma wait for the go You line in the main, it's a show Three lines and I'm taking a home Cracking goals, so come back to back with the four Make a man know that I don't play Catch a rapper lacking, then I go straight Make a man run out, best run safe DG was born in Elstow With marvellous bars and fatherless flows My 16s are hard as elbows I'm Häagen-Dazs cold, who are you? What are those? Don't make me pull it, bullet I'll give a man new shell toes I'm as rude as Hulit, bullet Fer dem man will sell their souls, it's clap Some cats turn to cap and make it clap Like I'm a buss, the anthem clap Clap for them, they can't chat to me Rap in round of applause cah this is a wrap Wrap them up like the bull got it twisted No, I won't send, I will do the business I'll take out your top ten listed And circle your ends like Chinese whispers Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene Oh, what a grimey scene This is the London scene This is the London scene This is the London scene What you know about the grime scene, mate?