Wiley - Step 8 lyrics

I don't know why But I'm on the ball like 24/7 and my old feel's tight Got the vocals right Make a phone call like, right, after the freestyle Home call like Don't question me All I been doing for the last ten years is investing P Can't live without an interesting P Well that's you, but that's not me I got mouths to feed, and I'ma feed them well Even if I gotta starve, they're eating well That's real, been a winner since Speak & Spell K, Y, Speaking well Not hate for a tryer My name's on fire Can't sell sh** if you ain't got a buyer Brand ain't hot, don't ever say it was 'Cus more time everybody sees for a liar I'm 8 steps, I'm a staircase, like, structured Rudeboy, my style's potent like mustard I don't want treacle, sponge, without custard Some spitters ain't spat in so long their bones are rusted Came from the hood where nobody's trusted I leave your main girl flustered Diamond-encrusted; ran up and I crushed it This game's never been ready and so I hushed it Sh Sailing along on a dinghy boat See sun in the sky, but it's windy though Can't make it today, better ring me though Gonna be by the O2, Indigo I never wore chains and rings for show But when I load up on a new load of j**ellery I'm gonna wear chains and rings, fo sho Look at me; I'm all iced out Want a G? I draw nine out See the team ain't playin' too well so Right now, I gotta call a Time Out I'm from the lot that will grime out You don't wanna get hacked? Then you better sign out Rhymin' em out, rhymin' em out Don't pigeon-hole us, 'cus we climb out Wanna put time in, not take time out; graftin' One bag of wattless MCs, I pa** it Don't holler me, I don't care, I'm a ba*tard It's our craft, but I got it mastered Look how long I'm lasting See me in the roads, I'm pa**ing Or I might post up; lemon or cheese, I spark it And I can't half it, I want a whole one when I roll one, mask it Hold tight Target Down when you're still around from age eleven When you been around causing a slur How I tensed up a spitter that caused up a blur Your flow's got fleas and it's all in a flur Don't care who you are, don't care who you were Don't bred me, 'cus I won't spare you a verse I'm 1Xtra dargy, I run the party Nobody else compares, that's the word I'm wordy, ringtone was Hurdy Gurdy 3310 from early When I go to a JD and the people serve me Wish I could say that it weren't me But I'm like bait on a hook, piranhas wanna bite I'm good food, don't go off early I'm a grime MC first here so they wanna curse me Used to link Jade but now I link Kirsty Roll to your manor for the gyal, I'm thirsty Any funny business, can you alert me? Bouncer, you ain't gotta search me When I'm in the dance I'm grounded, earthly Over the long call, cheap two zeds for the percy If I was a bubble you still couldn't burst me I'm K.O., when you gonna learn, G? Aliens kidnap me and return me I'm quite fair, on the other hand, I'm an nightmare I'm in the South East, wanna see sights here Yellow and blue sign, just like eyecare Flash on all polo tops that I wear Them dons ain't had a buzz in a lightyear Everybody want a piece of the pie here When it's my year they'll be right here Singing my songs while I spit on the mic clear I'm a right here Imagine a life without Me spitting on the mic and wiling out Some milk that style 'til the style is out I create that style, put the styley out You can hear what it is when the style is in If Grime was a plane, I designed the wings I woke up like, 'I didn't get signed to sing' I got signed 'cus I'm Wiley, I ride riddim If I didn't go look on the road type of vibes I couldn't keep up with the co-sign for style Some of them keep their old style for time That's not bad 'cus old times are fly But old times are gone; we gotta move on Do another ten of fresh bars and songs About some stuff, I was wrong But turned it all round and got my groove on Press reset bu*ton, foot on the pedal 160 out of the car, I'm a rebel I'm mastermind, good things without the devil Told him he ain't on my level Well he didn't like that Tried to fight back I believe in God, but despite that I stand for the cause; equality; equal rights Part One's called, 'Gotta Get The Sequel Right' Eskiboy Step 8 Hold tight Danny Yen, producer It's all fun and games, til Yeah Fire Uh huh Rhymin' 'em out, rhymin' 'em out Rymin' 'em out, rhymin' 'em Rhymin' 'em out, rhymin' 'em out Yo I bring two out Take your whole crew out You ain't got a crew out here now that's new