[Verse 1]
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I never once said fuck grime,
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the clock kept ticking I just moved with the times.
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I'm smarter that's why I do better,
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so don't act clever,
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the insound changed I never.
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I mc on anything I want,
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I spit on something wack,
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I make it something hot.
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I got everything these mcs slightly want, so not one of you noughts could ever make me cross.
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my mouth wasn't born with a silver spoon in,
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not everybody made it in the hood I grew in.
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I'm still so young but I've achieved so much,
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It probably hurts alot of grown men see me moving and as with all the little boys, well there just little boys.
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I got a massive buzz, your making little noise.
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I love all my fans especially the girls and to everyone who loves me, I love me aswell.
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[Chorus]
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This beat is Foul
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Deserves two yellow cards
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Send it off I'm going hard
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With each and every bar.
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This beat is Foul
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Deserves two yellow cards
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Send it off I'm going hard
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With each and every bar
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P.s I'm a star.
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[Verse 2]
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I'm a shampoo above ya
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Yeah head and shoulders
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I'm trynna be the coolest
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they trynna be the rolex
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lighting for the cameras
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for what I wouldn't notice
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N and add a J
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b b above
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I'm super duper cool
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I am never on the hype
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I'm super duper fly
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who they know it's might
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I come through all the tones
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they're plain but nice
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Pimp down the side just to see tiny red stripe
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Oh I really know how to be is myself
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I never try to change in my inner it's just the self
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I wanted to by famous
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I I I wanted lost of trainers used to see up through a pairs
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now I buy the whole shelves
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A lot of things have changed since back in the day
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The best chance of life I got now is my face
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One man soldier, I'm in my own lane
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so be amused impossible enjoyning me the saint
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[Chorus]
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This beat is Foul
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Deserves two yellow cards
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Send it off I'm going hard
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With each and every bar.
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This beat is Foul
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Deserves two yellow cards
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Send it off I'm going hard.
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(Let me cut the voice,
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Check, check it, listen)
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[Verse 3]
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I'm not a postman prick
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I don't need to know what you postcode is
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And don't tell me you're on your ting
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nigga I ain't trynna know what your ting is
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See the priest talk I ain't trynna listen
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Monk said cannot they wanna dizz it
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But you can't talk a lots man you violated what happened cock coincidently he's missing
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and I'm just saying
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I am not plant
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I meant rare plant
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We are A R
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And you're just aren't
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As in are not
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You're not Jesus
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you're not flee
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certainly you're not me
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so don't dizzy me if you can't make a better song
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and if you ain't see man you got the letters wrong
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cash motivation we go hard, fuck the alphabet minus A R
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[Chorus]
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This beat is Foul
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Deserves two yellow cards (go on)
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Send it off I'm going hard
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With each and every bar (yeah)
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This beat is Foul
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Deserves ten yellow cards
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Send it off I'm going hard
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Nigga fuck you I'm a star.
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Foul
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| Chipmunk |
