No Respect

Lyrics

[Intro] They wanna hear me say "Dot Rotten's back" Grime God shit, nah I can't even say it I'll leave that for you to decide Yeah, you decide No respect as always though Urgh [Verse 1] Fresh start, I'm back Like I've already walked on this planet I've been forced to inhabit The grime scene, I'm causing the damage Resorting to havoc, gory and savage Endorsing panic, yeah bruv I'm a madman Push me to the limits and I'ma stab man A hundred times, I said a hundred times 'Til your lungs are dried, blood's all over the corpse that you used to reside inside Yep, you're a dead man If it was medieval times then I'd behead man But it's 2016 And I've got a driver Run man over while you're outside To see you fall down off your windscreen Now I'm a bit keen, back to the war When we at a show better have cash at the door I won't rap for a score, if the fans are all proud of the 16 wow this is shit G, they ain't never seen me on form I left the scene back then my thoughts were like 'Really I'm bored' This is fucked, you're a dick Man tried wipe my history out like I weren't the one MC in south comin' up from the bits They prefer me shovelling shit, couple DJ's tried block the movements Had me feeling like I was stuck in a pit, but Anyway fuck them, like their sucking a dick I'm above all this shit, try violate man get a punch in the ribs or a stab in the back I ain't having it fam I've uncovered the crypt, put my trust in a witch I look up in the sky like "Fuck you God" I do not see this planet and nothing exists Drunk, guzzling whiskey Suck your mum's cunt, that's a bit deep But you know I love when the trouble is thick If grime's your house I'll knock that shit down 'til it's rubble and grit Nobody says thanks I'm the reason Carly cusses legit Now I'm trying to get paid like Russell & Smith But this country's got me feeling ugly, they used to love me We almost cuddled and kissed, but the grime Illuminati huddled and wished for my downfall Fuck it, it's my fault I should run out where the government live Clutching a clip or a sword with the rustiest grip Like I'ma start drugging the kids if you don't start pumping my hits, it's a fucking eclipse You might find your son in a ditch, in my trunk he can sit I'm a punk and a prick Say what you like but I got your mum in the basement Look at the room now, a pile of dung's the replacement No respect for the top of the scene, I'm on top of the scene I'll clean up and mop all the scene's MCs Like you're lost in a dream to think in a ring you could be boxing with me I'm bored I heard your bars, I snored I went away, I toured I came back like "Whats new?" They said him and not you Your head top, I shot through I got chased for bodying MCs, you can't separate that like a Siamese child I'm so gutter, I'll throat cut ya Assault mothers, have a soul brother with a white tea towel Try me pal I've been 10 years ahead with a grimy style with a flow that is ugly as Wiley's smile I raped the scene, I be in the bedroom lifting up nighties now [Outro] No respect I'm 10 years ahead Urgh 20 years ahead in fact Not nice Urgh No respect to your ears 30 years ahead Yeah 40!