Chipmunk (chip) - School Of Grime lyrics

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Chipmunk (chip) - School Of Grime lyrics

[Intro - Chip:] I went to a school called grime I didn't see you that time I went to a school called grime I didn't see you that time [Hook - Chip:] If you think you Can come against I, I Then lyrics will fly like birds in the sky Now your career's on the line Next time, think twice before you try And come against me, yeah? [Verse 1 - Chip:] Look, give me more, give me more 8 bars, 16 or 24 Pull up in the dance, get a reload fam With a 16, I wrote a 16 at 24 When I spit this lyric in my 30s You wanna understand you can't murk me And the little sly digs don't hurt me Cause listen, I'm a big man but I'm not 30 Man know the scene, man know I'm from it Man just ga**ed, man don't want it Man know Chipmunk, man know I'm froggy Mic in my right hand, man don't want it Listen, I'm a cool lad, I'm not bad But when I put my pen to my pad, it's like a gat Anytime I bust a rhyme, I make it clap Look how I'm moving it forward, bringing it back Cut the beat out, f** that, bring it back Listen we can get a set vibe live on a track You think I care for garms you wear? Fam, you can't buy swag, it's swag Yeah, back in the day I was Heat FM's prophet Times when £5 subs hurt my pocket Grime scene saviour, Rudolph raver 10 years later, you know I still got it [Hook x2 - Chip] [Verse 2 - D Double E:] Grime, man don't know about grime Man have been on this from long time From way back when I weren't signed Jump on the riddim and then I go blind 140BPM, I shine 140BPM, that's mine Trust me, I was ahead of my time Back then, I was ahead of my time Nobody could see, everybody was blind I have bare tings in the pipeline Bars, yeah they're one of a kind Don't try watch me when I write mine Try clash me are you in your right mind? If you look deeper, you will find I am the deepest of all time Represent London, I represent grime Come on, come on, put your belt on the line Nah, you don't wanna put your belt on the line Them man are drying out like clothes on the line If this was football man will get twined By D Double, Jammer, Chipmunk combined Man dem are here, man are on the front line You three don't wanna try and cross that line Come to the ends, you can come round mine [Hook - Chip] [Verse 3 - Jammer:] Listen, you can't come against I We stay fly like birds in the sky Me and D Double been causing trouble Since Nasty Crew coming to your hi-fi Man are living in the future, man are sci-fi Man have got bars more than the Wi-Fi Man can't come against I Leave your headtop looking something like a tie-dye cause Man are coming from the old school Mic in my hand, buss that like j**el All my n***as shine bright like j**el Man wanna clash and man wanna duel MCs die when I get the burkle D Double E, Chippy and the Murkle Man are coming from the Lord of the Mics school Dem p**yholes ain't in my circle Dem p**yholes ain't in my corner The riddim are hot like California They don't want arms like bodywarmer Might disappear, nobody saw ya When they spit, they don't wanna bar When we spit, we know it's a par Lyrics will fly like birds in the sky Anytime manaman spit a 16 bar [Hook - Chip]