Fire (Remix)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jammz] I'll be like wait, yes Got another new ting and it's called spesh Run a man down, sixteen spesh Every time I spit another lyric, spesh MCs can't chat to man about radio Jammz is radio live in the flesh Doing this ting before Bizzle said Dench From I was a yout man, I knew I was spesh Blud, let me show man about spesh Hit Then Run? Spesh Bet you a bill? Spesh [?] that's a spesh Man can't chat about spesh, spesh Dem times, DJs didn't wanna knpw Now they wanna holla at man for the spesh Said he had a new ting but it ain't new I can't believe that, that's not spesh So now I'm like wait, look I've got a next new one, this one's cool Couldn't ever try tek Jammz fi a fool Cuh it's simple like two plus two Part of the new school but I'm old school Like when Skepta said he's gonna draw for the tool Never been a liar, I only speak truth That's why they say man goes hard in the booth Couldn't ever tell a man man got gassed My man's humble, calm and cool But I might still lose my calm and cool Buss man's head off the bathroom wall So man better chill, calm, cool I've been going hard since class in school Part of the new school but I'm old school Like when D Double used to scream out who? Who? [Verse 2: Big Zuu] Try kill a man Slaughter beats, bars heavy, no kilograms More like tonnes when I come, do you see me, fam? On a level with the hardest, I really am Got pars and the flow's too dibby, man Big in this ting, you're a mini man You're there grinding for chicks I'm the one with six 'oes something like million Something like mills Niggas still grinding for wheels If you spray one of our four bars Fam, you'll see how that shit feels That shit's real That's called keeping it chill Half of these mandem won't get deals And that's who grassed him, my crew passed him That shit past tense Come with the fire, man arson Outclass 'em, top seat, I'll fasten And we take over, we're barzing See, my bruddas dem starving Call them hungry for success But they'll still draw for the cutlass And they touch necks, but it's deep, man are unblessed So don't fuck with my thugs dem But more time, tryna duck stress So I kick back and I bun lemz I feel sorry for my lungs dem I don't know how they function The loud's a disruption But I've still got the ting pumping Big bars dere, the people dem jumping [Verse 3: MicTy] Why's he sound like MicTy for? Duh, he must be my Y-dot That's no surprise, I'm known to guys I'm cold on mic so like why not? Four months in, yeah, MicTy's hot Imagine four years when I'm on top If I'm not, it's the guy that sold out No doubt, and he might get dropped Flopped, along with your tunes, cousin Fuck your new somthing, it won't do nothing See this newcomer? Don't lose nada To fuckries, who's hunting? I said who's hunting? I'm a beast on the streets in East and we eat Greaze on the beats with ease, let 'em see Get your shovel if you're burying me What are they? Top boys? Never to me I'm setting levels that have never been reached None of them Gs ain't better than me You ain't Wiley, you ain't Ghetts, you ain't Skeppy to me No hype, no lies and if he's white Alright then, cuz, he ain't Devlin to me That's no piss take, I'm mixed-race If I was you, I would just bear on me Just bear on me, fuck all the hype I'mma leave him where the corpses lie I've always been up for schooling guys All the time, you better best fall in line That badboy act don't fool me, right? I spit bars to 'em, what do you call it, grime? This all pays me, shit, I'm Jay Z At least be here till I'm 45 [Verse 4: Ten Dixon] Yeah When I jump on set, all the DJs wheel it I'll punch you so hard in the face with the bass That even your marge would feel it If I've gotta beat, then I beat it Please just leave it, you don't wanna see this Friday the thirteenth when I release it Devilish mode on road when I'm steaming Way too much skill, you know the drill Don't think you're bad cause you got Two shanks and a nine concealed Cause I'll roll up, get blown up on a real Pump up, tone up, still get grilled Basic bars won't get you a wheel Basic flows won't get you a deal I'm the hardest still, way too ill Ah Thought I missed the drop but I couldn't Dem man got a rebore, that's wooden So many bars and flows been tooken Told man already that we got the real shit That's why dem man are always looking Ain't done a show, ain't got no booking 24/7, let's get shit cooking Hit man with the jab, get that hook in Kick man in the ball bags when he's not looking Don't wanna hear 'bout the work you put in Did you hear that? I said yo, did you hear that? Man ah man ah spray like tear gas TNT, get deadass Got more bars than a jail has And my girl's got more swag than your girl has