Mountain

I got a name, to a day to call it
I make a boy find out where the morgue is
They say grime won’t get man a mortgage
That’s because you cunts don’t support it
I believe in the scene so much
Every one of my .16s that go buss
And every one of my team is so hot
The old scene’s coming at me but hold on
I’m going to the mountain and when I come back
I be ten times better, backpack on my back
Like I’m going on an outing
I ain’t going on an outing, I’m going to the mountain
I go into the mountain again
I’ma come back spraying like a fountain again
It won’t be long before they’re doubting again
Okay, I’ma release an album again
I’ll let man smile for a while
But just know when I’m back from the mountains
I’ll make sure they’re frowning again
Homeless, looking for housing again
Little man said that he’s on Cloud 9
Reality check, let me ground him again
And William’s like Peter but jelly
So I don’t really wanna be around him again
Some of these MCs are alright now
But I can’t take anything thousand and ten
My don’t beat, then I’m like
Bodies that are found in the Thames
I’m putting in a thousand percent
I got a name, to a day to call it
I make a boy find out where the morgue is
They say grime won’t get man a mortgage
That’s because you cunts don’t support it
I believe in the scene so much
Every one of my .16s that go buss
And every one of my team is so hot
The old scene’s coming at me but hold on
Hold up, hold up
The old scene’s coming at me but hold on
I ain’t mastered the craft yet
But the more time when I’m out in the the basket
In two weeks, the key
The Movement’s supreme
See me with and a large cheque
I’ll do grime till I take my last breath
MCs, they’re my bars like gun steps
You can’t pass skets, you artist, I’m
I be the last grime star in the fetch
When the rest sees flowing
I keep going, come and see for yourself
But it’s not a free show
And MCs cost it
Knowing that my team’s growing
We’re underground but we’re growing above
And you’ll get a call when the lord needs mowing
You better believe, g’s flowing it hot
My lyrics stem, come like a deep
, your whole team ain’t flowing enough
I got a name, to a day to call it
I make a boy find out where the morgue is
They say grime won’t get man a mortgage
That’s because you cunts don’t support it
I believe in the scene so much
Every one of my .16s that go buss
And every one of my team is so hot
The old scene’s coming at me but hold on
Hold up, hold up
The old scene’s coming at me but hold on
The grime Shaolin flap from the mountain
I be the reason the tiger bring in
One round in a, ready to pound in
I can be found, underground
I’m crowned king
They can’t clown 'em as long as I’m alive
I be a pool knife, I’m on an outing
Skepta ain’t got nothing extra, let me scout him
But Junior ain’t meant to be ruler
It’s not a rumour
I wouldn’t stop if my brain had a tumor
See me in the stu’s with a big bag of Buddha
So much songs on the archive, I fucked up the hard drive
They can never say that I am a loser
I’m a W-I double N-E-R
It won’t take much to bury ya
Don’t let me start
In every one of my bars, I murk any star
I got a name, to a day to call it
I make a boy find out where the morgue is
They say grime won’t get man a mortgage
That’s because you cunts don’t support it
I believe in the scene so much
Every one of my .16s that go buss
And every one of my team is so hot
The old scene’s coming at me but hold on
I’m going to the mountain and when I come back
I be ten times better, backpack on my back
Like I’m going on an outing
I ain’t going on an outing, I’m going to the mountain
Yo
Top 3, man, I gotta be outta here, break
Yeah, I still speak, not deep
Not six feet deep
Some pull the skirts for me
I get put into the charge
I’m back to being free, so
You better have wrote this up in your life
A forum, a demo, they can’t do what I does
And I can’t hear when this can show
Back more but I’ve been chilling with the license
The flow’s hot, it’s a lot, stop
Don’t deny, my level’s high
I’m on a rainy bike
I ain’t gotta, I’ll alive
I’ll take you back to 95
If you like to fight, it’s nice
You work with the spies
I’m taking the mic on the phone
Like Mike in the zone
I’ll take your free throw
Jump on the beat, until I get out
Be in your toes on the favour of-
Oh, you dun already know
I ain’t gotta talk greeze or respect on the road
I’m a road guy, ain’t gotta hold nine
Or confine at home like
I get money
But let me knock you straight
I’m a threat, even though I’m away
What more can I say?
I’m God’s gift nation
You man bit off the top for the trade
I’m at the top of the
You’re in the back of the side
I’m fading the shape-up
Sprays, no make up
No homo, that’s to let them know-know
Wearing, I’m wearing
I’m on another way fam
Check out my area
I gotta let them know that I got the better flow
Then I’ll get to let us known
No more if you need to know
Because you know when it
It was all part of a scandal, though
I was in the, killing some more ankles
Man wants to keep money from the angles
But real recognise real
So, nothing I couldn’t handle
I stop writing for the, part of the year
Got back to me, define my progress
Still mangled
Mind you that this all could’ve been cancelled
So, I don’t wanna hear no cheap shots
I’m badder than likkle damn squads
Still promote levels, too
What you saying, Will?
I’m that guy, fresh Nikes
Soaking mics, setting off the
I’m in The Movement with chief
They’re the see me appear on full coming out of
They still stop me saying
No wifey to mix twenty tunes
But twenty four, five, seven, eight and counting
Fuck Eskimo, switch, I’m outing
The money
What the fuck 03 man thought he was grub
I’m in here but I might supply drugs
Everyday at to your residence, buss
You man just want that, I’m gone
Clashing for no reason, I’m
If you’re a king, you’re still thieving
It’s like I know this ting with no meaning
Don’t wanna me, I’m street
Man, I got heat
And if you need guns, see me
I’m still breathing, I ain’t never leaving what-
I’m like Wayne, when I flow, when I lost the plot
I don’t need feature
I’ll bruck up the
And I’m a leader you ain’t even are from there but I’ll leave ya
Taking you account, hanging about
But I’ll teach ya
Why am I teacher?
Out but I was deep up
Sooner, the ends raw like I’m two feet up
Worldwide fever
I can afford to, it’s, star
Got the name, called and ringed,
You’re a little boy, I got up and treading
And I sent through a younger like
To light up your bumba
Well, yo
Boy Better Know ain’t gotta nothing
Weren’t able to above it
Split the guy with the out of the track, clean, brothers
And never the fact was saying
nothing alike
And I remember, it’s shit
He’s pissed because I know what he’s loving back
It ain’t my fault, I signed a
I like smell, I pipe
Put the gyal dem, one in the lights like
But I don’t even need stripes
You get what I’m saying?
You know what I’m saying, though? (I hear what)
So let me- you know what I wanna do?
I just wanna quickly shout out couple of the fan and that
A fan that stopped by and know the situation, supporting, innit
Like I’m gonna be out soon, set the record straight (That's right)
Gotta do straight and all that but right now (Movement)
My nigga’s mixtape, Freedom of Speech
I ain’t free right now but I can speak all day long
End of the lime road, it’s just playing in the beach, you get what I’m saying?
(Brap, brap)
One, one, one, one (Yeah), one, one up, you’re a flyboy (Ah)