Eskiboy, boy Roll Deep (Yeah) What I'm saying now is You know where how you're doing your album and dat? And you got bars, and you don't wanna use 'em? Don't waste the bars, just slip them on You get what I'm saying? See, I can hear you still I don't fear you I'm standing near you while your boy cheers you I don't care who's strapped with a 2-2 You didn't know I could see right through you You're a weasel on the upheaval After six years we wouldn't be equal I guess MC's wanna be equal Oh well I'm a top boy, I'll leave you (Eskiboy) Look, there he goes this E3 boy This the 2nd Phaze, more peace for the boy You're never gonna take no G's from the boy 'Cause he ain't one of them boys, believe in the boy There ain't no chiefing the boy But he's got a lot of anger inside, so release on the boy that Hate's him the boy for the wrong reason Can't get along with the boy, don't chat with the boy You wish I weren't real, I got my first deal When I stayed in the hood, I played in the hood Even when dances got sprayed in the hood I was there in the flesh, I came from the hood The game is evolving London is split into four, North, East, South, West When it comes to this, you will see the east side run things I'm a city boy, I'm not a country bumpkin (Oi rudeboy, watch your back) Watch your back what, I've got my own back You can't hack the kid, I'm a hard nut to crack Your crew their laid back, my boys they blow stacks [?] Ain't no skin off my back, it's no good You can put on an act, I'll just strap you in your tracks I'm on the road to platinum plaque [?], actual fact This is the scene to watch out for There's four in your crew, I go against more There's five in your crew, I go against five Four or five, I've still got the vibe to take your crew down at the end of the night I rep hard on the night, you see me peep on the night It's like, look, there he is, he's here to look too busy He went for showbiz, he used to know Dizz Now he's got a fast life, everyday he's like whizzing 'round See, I can hear you still I don't fear you I'm standing near you while your boy cheers you I don't care who's strapped with a 2-2 You didn't know I could see right through you You're a weasel on the upheaval After six years we wouldn't be equal I guess MC's wanna be equal Oh well I'm a top boy, I'll leave you (Eskiboy) Listen, Boy You get what I'm saying? Make sure you slip all your old bars, all the major bars (Don't waste the old bars) Stick them on an album track (Slip 'em in) It's not gonna hurt (It's not gonna hurt) Slip them in, you get what I'm saying? Nothing long No I ain't one of them boys (Eskiboys) in the past who ain't got the answer I got the answer Dance around pricks with a flow like a dancer Gangsters, wetting your crew there's no chance I won't take yes for the answer When shots fly, you'll be jumping like an Irish dancer My names Scheamo, so class A like Neno Trouble maker like Beno He sold records, straight from the car booth You don't wanna hear this (Get in the car booth, go on) Get away, next time better be prepared to shoot because people will shoot My job is taking loot Flip it once or twice, I make way for the youts Youts don't think they got tings in boots Life ain't roses and flutes, it's far from Make sure I look good until I pass on What I make, I will pass on I can see through you even if you had a mask on I was first, guess I'll be the last don Living like a legend, I'm begging 'em Stop tessin' him, he will wipe you off the earth, God's blessing him Daily, weekly, monthly and yearly I'm in the sky, you're not near me Your life's sweet like a little house on the priory I grew up in Scots of flats, I wake up to rats I got, plots and traps You might slip, I got a skippy flow just like Skib Skipping on the beat, and I won't have a bar for no one I come around and smash up your show gun Yeah, I'm a low one Straight from the hood, I know a real G if I see one You just wanna see one I can hear you still I don't fear you I'm standing near you while your boy cheers you I don't care who's strapped with a 2-2 You didn't know I could see right through you You're a weasel on the upheaval After six years we wouldn't be equal I guess MC's wanna be equal Oh well I'm a top boy, I'll leave you