Grime-a-Side 2016 Quarter Final: Manchester vs. Nottingham

Lyrics

[Intro: Kyeza] Yeah Alright then Yo, it's Kyeza, yeah Nottingham versus Manchester Grime-a-Side Watch how we're moving, yeah? Alright then Yo First Half [Verse 1: Kyeza] B-U-R-S-T Nah, none of them bruddas dem are ready for the G 'Cause they're old and they're dead and they try on street And none of them are ready for the K-Y-E Don't know your postcode, it ain't NG Can't come against me cuh you'll get burst, G All of your M-co-Ds best disperse, G Cuh I jump on the deck and I get that re like Yo, united I'ma come through there and move violent Can't come against me cuh' I'll light 'em Go back to back, they dash like hyphen I re on oh so know I ain't hypin' If you win, it's rigged, I won't buy it What, man out, man ah move mine Draw for the ting and man ah move violent [Verse 2: Hypes] Yeah, yeah, alright, alright Kyez thinks he's hard but he's just alright Dem man don't shoot but they alright You man are wrong'uns, man are alright Know what to do when I've got all eyes Other man freeze up like pork pies If you didn't know then I say brother, wait From Manchester and I'm called Hypes Alright, more time I'ma get that dough But I'm out here tryna let man know Us man here, we originate slang Them man run with D Double E's flow I'ma let that know That I'm out here tryna let man know Us man here, we originate slang They run with D Double E's flow [Verse 3: J Dot] Yeah, yeah, wow Know that it goes down when I'm in here Not gonna lie, I don't wanna hear R.I.O., Wrigz Or Manchester Hypes in here If I keep on going, I'm blowing in fifth gear Real recognise real, who are these brehs? Talking tough like say they're in there Hit 'em with the 1-2, that's vision impaired Badman talk there? No, I don't hear Old school akh, man ah show no fear This here's not good for their careers Nottingham crew, yeah, we are the best, it's clear These Manny man can't compare "Turn into the devil" ain't here These man are old man, still chatting I'm surprised they ain't started losing their hair [Verse 4: Wrigz] Are they real or not like the big bang? These spitters are frauds, that's a big plan You really wanna know the real truth? Then you can come talk to the big man Do it in silence, from a distance Haha, hitman Certain man make the stick bang Certain man have only got a selfie stick, fam They couldn't ever cope with my journey Certi for certain, no one has murked me They're like "yo, next year though, you'll be 30" And that's supposed to concern me? Listen close so I know that you heard me On the mic, I'll do one of these young niggas dirty Battering range, no mercy Do your Googles, go search me, it's Wrigz [Verse 5: Mez] Yo, wanna clash man cuh you wanna be a someone How you gonna turn man into no one? Did no one, I'm gonna call this one Gonna call this one Nottingham featuring no one Not on the field one Do it for a joke on my PRS one If you wanna know what this is entitled Read the title, this one's called one Called it two just 'cause I'm on one If you wanna clash, that will be a long one You're a likkle batty man like Gok Wan If you wanna bang, oh, go, go and get one Know a couple gyally and I might check one Slide in quick, give her the long one Put my Jimmy on Hold up, I ain't fooling anyone [Verse 6: R.I.O.] Mez, say that again I didn't quite get that, say that again Talking, muttering, mumbling French Not a top dog, now bury that pen Your mouth fast at spitting that phlegm Man, it's R.I.O, just give me that cheque I've been on the grind since day one Spitting with the best, yeah, bottom to the top What I done said, ring the alarm Nuttin' but fass, pussy, listen when I talk Don't act like you don't know who it is I'm the hardest spitter in my city, my darg Never gotta shout but my nigga, that's calm Fire in the streets when the pen's in my palm Pen's in my palm, fire in my belly Old school R.I.O's back, no hooks Straight to the point, just bars Second Half [Verse 7: Kyeza] Yo, Manny man don't want none, you get me? I pull up and I slap weh ah dem, you get me? NG tings inside, you get me? Dem boy dere get fried, you get me? Manny man don't wan't none, you get me? Pull up and slap weh ah dem, you get me? K-Y-E's inside, you get me? Dem boy dere are getting fried Like, like, like part two 'Cause I'll lift the manny man like Mewtwo Could've been him or it could've been you If you fuck with the crew 1-2 Man are gonna uppercut you, one-two Bax man's head into Timbuktu You come against me? You'll lose I'll spin Manny round, that's breaking news [Verse 8: Hypes] Ayy, I said, I said Nottingham crew 1-2 D Double E? Nah, that's not you Think that you're hard but that's not you Man ah get ate just like tofu Man ah get ate, man ah go old school Freestyle straight of the mind, know you You man are talking about straps, yeah But you ain't ever bust no tool Nah, the Nottingham crew 1-2 Nah, man ah go get 2-1 I don't give a fuck, yeah, a hoot whose don Who's this don? I said it's Jdot but I don't give a fuck 'cause I'll just spray one Straight at the top and I won't make one Don't give a fuck if you're insane, don If you want to beef, fam, then it's game on [Verse 9: Jdot] Yo, yo, yo billi-bang, we are rude Dem man can't fuck with the Nottingham crew 1-2, lyrical older than you Ride on me? You better change that route Lyrical animal, straight out of the zoo Big mic man, bigger than all of you Fifteen, going OT on my own Done it all alone, I never been a bring-through I don't wanna hear no talk about Manny on the map Manny on what? Manny on mute Try me? You must've bun some food Yeah, think they're ready till man come through Just remix bar, then I'm strapped with it So if you don't like what I say, fuck you 016 what? 016 who? Kick back, old man, go [?] brew [Verse 10: Wrigz] They're asking me, I know, I'm like "I dunno" Keep my mouth shut about shit that they promote Totally different characters, bro They can't take man for rookie or amateur though, I Cope with the game even though it's stress Bun so much, I buy my smokes in Zs Industry man are like "weed'll mash up your brain" They'd rather coke instead Man are like "black power" And they'd rather vote instead A lot of man have sold their souls for dough But they feel so dead when they go to bed Even though I'm depressed, I won't just rest Had my nose invested, I know what's next Told you before, you're broke, in debt If your money's up but you got no respect [Break: Mez] Ugh, Uncle Mez Yeah [Verse 11: Mez] I was chilling with your baby mum But I weren't talking to the little one My new bars dem are coming like gun If I use that, that will kill someone They wanna clash with Nottingham? Come Wray & Nephew, man call that rum Man was patterning with a bloody Magnum And a Wray & Neph in your wifey's drum I was with Hypes's ting Bloody Nora Have you seen her skin? Think that she wants piping If you wanna get a diamond ring Holler Bugzy cuh dem one are glistening These man are wet like christening Call dem man sickening pissening [Verse 12: R.I.O.] Mez, about you're gonna spin me Got no manners, I'll spin your nan Bring her son, then I'll spin your dad Bring your mum, then I'll spin that fast Man are like "R.I.O.'s going fucked on tracks" Nigga, you're a sideman, sit right back "I Luv U", go and check my remix Dizzee Rascal, know I got it like that Fuck all them man, I'm a G here Kill it blindfold, nigga, I can't see here I'm hearing rumours they wanna body my wave I ain't taking no Ls, it's not Meek here Rags, swag like a yardie Man ah spin Nottingham like Charlie Stop lying, you ain't been in no wars like Trigga or Titch And we're not alike, darkie, brap