Skepta - Still Tippin' (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Fury] Yeah Plastikman on the bu*tons right now, the all-stars; JME, SERIOUS Tinchy Stryder, yeah I'm back you know Skepta, Shut Ya Mouth And myself Fury, Listen up, take it all in [Verse 1: JME] I will make all your bredrin say, "Ohhhh sh**" when they hear my lyrics He's like "JME's nang did you hear what he said you get me fam, hey blud listen to this!" And he'll show all his bredrin and that, and they'll be like "rahhhhted cuz I never knew he said that!" [Verse 2: Tinchy Stryder] Look I put the work in, I stop the flows I'm blazin' or jerkin' Non-stop though I'm raging straight breaking Stryds I'm pullin' em off I'm straight murkin' I'm so certain On straps and flows on a daily mainly 30 tunes on a daily I'm back on new TV if you don't know [?] [Verse 3: Skepta] Yo anytime you see me wearin' a glove, boy better know I've got a gun in my boxers I don't wanna send an MC to the doctors, I just wanna win a MOBO then go for the Oscars There's only one Skepta so I gotta link down any impostors, lick off your head like innocent fosters Can't take skengman for Pocahontas [Verse 4: Fury] [?] But don;t get twisted, girls will get lifted and taken out of the ground It's only a matter of time cause I roll like a 38 I have a dirty date My flow's overweight I can't back cause I spray like a 38 I don't hesitate [Verse 5: JME] Blud, that's easy writing them bars is nothing, I write them bars with ease And that's why I've got enough of them, you don't know what's in them like ease You listen properly and enough of them will back for you and that's why you can't get enough of them [Verse 6: Tinchy Stryder] I'm Stryds I'm back I pack flows and I pick more rhymes I leave MC's real sort I can't I won't jam like a rudeboy I'll still pack flows like heat so I'll squeeze off When I enter the rave some deep sort mark for the doors like I want war They can't see me man it's like beef war, been through ups and downs like a seesaw [Verse 7: Skepta] Oi Skepta why you murkin' so many man? That's the word on road I know wicked man in my postcode that will sniff two lines and go into devilish mode Shoot you in the face then skid round the corner like yoshi and toad, so for your own good Trust me you don't wanna see man on your road [Verse 8: Fury] I stepped in the game for my [?], I've seen messed up things but I trust in the Lord Bars are my witness a knife is my sword, can't stop spitting till I sekkle the score Sekkle your jaw spitting one four in war, spit a metal four with force Spit a better four of course spit another metaphor better turn what I done before [Verse 9: JME] Alright rudeboy, you think you're big see, I can tell you think you're big cause When you talk you're in some mood, like you're super, you're too rude Enough of these guys, have got sh** to prove, all this arrogant sh** just move You think you're big see you run up your mouth, I know you ain't big, come to my house [Verse 10: Tinchy Stryder] You won't see me downin' beers I'm a Lord of the Mics too clash in 'ere I'm not one to be dashing chairs when the beef is on Tempers flare I'm ripping on the riddim still changing gears Who's next to my face in here Stryder man I'm still raisin' hairs Some boys know I'm frightenin' here [Verse 11: Skepta] Right about now Bossman's in jail, I'm gonna speak on Merrick's behalf, murder charge ain't a joke and laugh Think that you're shower but you can't even jump in the bath I know the skengman that do Opia voodoo and witchcraft Roll with a 10 month old baby so they can bring out the mash and need a blue scarf [Verse 12: Fury] You pricks won't hit the Richter scale, I predict that you pricks will fail I predict my LP will sell, run your mouth and Fury brings hell You pricks won't hit the Richter scale, I predict that you pricks will fail I predict my LP will sell, run your mouth and Fury brings hell [Verse 13: JME] Come to my door, and you'll see I don't care what anybody says I'm me I don't change from Jamie to JME, it's all the same, it's nothing to me But you change, you go wild, how old are you, you act like a child Chat bare sh** and you act all dumb, I know that's not how you chat to your mum [Verse 14: Tinchy Stryder] And I know myself and I'm not on the roof but, life ain't great so I max in loops I feel to lose my corner I boy in, get ruthless like one of them coups Man better know I'm in the [?] ... I'm talkin' loose Take couple draw [?] so I kick back and scheme on the dude [Verse 15: Skepta] Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream Bare mash man want me on their team cause they know from I lick shots heads are coming off clean I'll put a bullet in your bean, bullet in your cainrow bullet in your lean Put on the safety and switch off the bean Wipe your blood off my Technomarine Whaddya mean [Verse 16: Fury] New bar tippin' MC's with new scars, new flow settlin' MC's with k**er blows, new rhymes rippin' MC's with no time New Fury but I'm twice as angry New bar tippin' MC's with new scars, new flow settlin' MC's with k**er blows, new rhymes rippin' MC's with no time New Fury but I'm twice as twice as [Verse 17: JME] Alright rudeboy, allow the hype you're chattin' sh** put down the mic See in two years you're gonna pull out the pipe, send for the rocks pull out the light If I was you I'd sit down tonight, read them bars you decide to write And think carefully before I put my dutty lips around the mic