Cool Off

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Wiley - Electronic, Rap

Cool Off

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[Intro] Yo, it's Eskiboy Back again, still doing this ting Tunnel Vision Volume 3 And you know what? It's not even worth man tryna talk like, man got deaded out last week It's nothing long Man got deaded out like Big up 2Face though, cah man's been bubbling to one of your tings innit like One of your little freestyles so like Yo listen It's Eskiboy I'm doing this ting, where we going? [Chorus] Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off And Justin [Verse 1] When I'm all so ready, come through swinging I will roll on Reggie Cold like dready, I don't mind if I go against many 'Cause the way I feel now, I know Eskiboy's ready I'm ready, I'm ready and I'm back in a big way Big whip, big house, big name, big pay The day you battle with me will be a big day Nothing on my mind, I'm aiming quick spray And I will not play in a dance for shit pay We got Ghetto running around like he's some Papoose But it's on top, I ain't had a shit date So I go to war before a battle I pray So when the outcome is I'm the victor Don't be surprised I'm a winner when I play I don't hate you but I am a sinner when I play Sprint spitters in the morning, evening or day [Chorus] Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off [Verse 2] Creep up with the crew so quick, they lose faith The fans are saying don't reply, he can't spray The fans are all liars, ask Joe or Myers I've taken big steps, come a long way From Plaistow to E3, I hold the key We speak about battling, oh so freely I'm oh so greedy, Ghetto ain't better than me I'm in the game, The Movement don't leave me Draw for your borer, dare you, come around here with a shank Go ahead try and feed me Saw me with a stiff leg walking funny Jerome knows wagwan, he can read me Please believe me, it's not a ting I roll deep from East to North to North Weezy I'm looking at the situation real close And I realise none of you niggas ain't sleazy [Chorus] Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off [Verse 3] I'm the greatest grime artist alive, that's a statement The level I'm on, you wouldn't get a placement I'm in the sky with the Gods I'm messed up like like mix-breed dogs locked down in the basement Can't keep up with me I'm just pacing I'm like Lee, I swear on my granddad's grave On the day I get taken out, I can assure you It won't be by them wastemen This tune's gonna change the game a bit Ting's peng, you'll hear the work you sprayed in it If you gotta go, get set and aim for it Lethal B's gotta step up his game a bit In my storm, you wouldn't be swaying a bit You would fall down, 'cause I ain't changed a bit I keep seeing Kerwin in a Range a bit Certain guys have been acting strange a bit so [Chorus] Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off And look, I leave your boys actin' tough And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off [Outro] Yo, right now it's Eskiboy Tunnel Vision And he can keep sending people Keep speaking to me like, keep speaking Hold tight Ghetto, you're a coward You should be stepping up, I don't know why you're letting Skywalker do this A big boy for Skywalker you know Big boy for Skywalker Hold tight Ghetto, I'm calling you You coming in, stop sending all these, all these up and comings like Man's a big man star, shut your mouth

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