War Report Part 4

Lyrics

[Intro: Wiley, Trim] Ye, Eskiboy (we flipped it around) You know me (You know me, hahahaha) Hold tight [?] We getting started ([?] right now) Hold tight Bashy dickhead East side, east side Hold tight Lethal (why you pussyhole) East side, east side (East side) East side business You know how we do this, it's East side (East side) It's East side business (East side) We flipped it around Ay Wiley, show that boy what time it is What we saying now? [Verse 1: Wiley] No matter how hard you try, you can't merk me or Trim We won't let you put hot metal in skin Phony, you don't live a life of Trim We're the only ones out here going on here Here your flows blud but you will never win Your boys sounds swag on the mic riding Your boys are not bad on the street, Roman See and I'm D from the street, Roman Got the tone kicks and I'm talking like this More [?] skills get noticed like this And swag MCs get noticed like this Come straight from Candy street The pink Glock, I'm [?] in this Don't compare to J and hope, you missed He's a legend straight from the U.S And I run England, we all know this [Chorus: Wiley] Tiger, Roll Deep hyper Roll Deep more lyrical than Sniper Roll Deep Trimbal, roll Deep 38 Roll Deep, ask 6, Roll Deep crossfire Tiger, Roll Deep hyper Roll Deep more lyrical than Sniper Roll Deep Trimbal, roll Deep 38 Roll Deep, ask 6, Roll Deep crossfire [Verse 2: Trim] [Chorus: Wiley] Tiger, Roll Deep hyper Roll Deep more lyrical than Sniper Roll Deep Trimbal, roll Deep 38 Roll Deep, ask 6, Roll Deep crossfire Tiger, Roll Deep hyper Roll Deep more lyrical than Sniper Roll Deep Trimbal, roll Deep 38 Roll Deep, ask 6, Roll Deep crossfire [Refrain: Wiley] [Outro: Trim] I know, I know Coz man You're not really in the Roll Deep ting