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I still remember days one no one gave a shit Now every time I touch a mic this place is lit Shake ya hips, shake your tits Raise your hands, your in my grip It's been a long time overdue But that's cool mumma never raised no fool And the most high gave me the tools I was born with the heart and balls I get busy, my work rates underrated They forgot maybe I'm part to blame I held back never did I run out of bars I stayed strapped I use the mic like a weapon that's fact I tell these mc's now I'll put hammers on tops like a west ham badge, Artilla is back and I'm spitting like two mac's back to back I say what I want move how I want damn near do what I like I tell em like a clue ad-lib that it's lit when I touch this mic Every time we turn up in the place we make it rock They think we're fucking Aerosmith unfortunately we're not All I need's a stage to bring the flames and make it hot Let me give em what the people want Can't stop in the beat I'm lost Let me tighten it And make em all flip from the left to the right in this until there's nowhere safe inside for the tiniest kid It's too hype and shit Letras de cancionesIt weren't like that though, Two double o, four oh yeah I've been booed at shows and wanted the world to swallow me whole What a life I've lived Now I gain a reaction way much more than a fraction when I turn up for the action Focus level this head on my shoulders then tune in to attack them Hope it's gunna be another good night with the boys on tour with the mandem I know there's gunna be a whole lot of noise eh yo where the gang them Every time we turn up in the place we make it rock They think we're fucking Aerosmith unfortunately we're not All I need's a stage to bring the flames and make it hot Let me give em what the people want Can't stop in the beat I'm lost Shut the gaff down I ain't health and safety But on the mic I'm that feisty I'm on fire John Blaze couldn't phase me Grime or the mainstream I've got hits that I wrote late at night somewhere in a day dream I'd sit there alone Visioning things that most of you ain't seen And never will do No dj's ever wheeled you Live while the cameras film you crowd going mental why cause they feel you, girls going mad at the front Man going mad at the back Everyone knows where it's at Out to e double s, e, x, and the east side of the map Every time we turn up in the place we make it rock They think we're fucking Aerosmith unfortunately we're not All I need's a stage to bring the flames and make it hot Let me give em what the people want Can't stop in the beat I'm lost I still remember days one no one gave a shit Now every time I touch a mic this place is lit Shake ya hips, shake your tits Raise your hands, your in my grip From Letras Mania