Footsie War Dub

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, this is Eskiboy You know me, confident with the flow Roll Deep, Boy Better Know, E3, all day long Hold tight Roachee Yeah Because right now Man's voicing opinions across like Cah the Newham Generals ain't rebels, you get me? But that's alright, because we already know We know the levels Hello It's Eskiboy Listen, it's alright [Verse] I'm a fully grown king on a fully grown ting And I'll box you in your fully grown chin You fully won't know I'll run up on your set and get wicked on the mic I body the show, win How can Sniper try, when he's got a nose ring? Trying to impress the gyal, that's a batty boy ting And I'm not in a no long ting I'll run in his house like action in ping But, back to Footsie, you're no one in Newham We had beef with Ramsey, Taylor, Jackson Call for the Generals, no body knew 'em Ask [?], Nana, Ramon, Dapper, Sparky On the street, we never knew 'em That's why I don't care I'm rough, I'll run through 'em I'm E3, learnt in Newham And I couldn't see Daniel [?] He didn't run Newham Ask Magic, Badness, because we never knew him Nowadays, I'm on point so let me joint off these lemons I'll definitely slew him Definitely Trim, does he know what he's doing? I know what I'm doing I won't leave him like Scratch did blud, I'll leave him in ruins I gotta ask myself this question for the last time Foots blud, what are you doing? I'm on top of this crew like What is his crew like? Gotta tell Dylan as well, what are you doing? Gotta tell Kane as well, what are you doing? The last time I flew in, should've checked me out I came back with a brain, got packed with knowledge And I've captured moments like I keep doing And now Cage fully well knows I've been through so much, that I will bring tunes So, Daniel, listen to yourself You know you can't handle I grab the mic lead, you will get strangled I'm not a day in a park If you come against me, you will get dismantled Daniel, listen to yourself You know you can't handle I grab the mic lead, you will get strangled I'm not a day in a park If you come against me, you will get dismantled I'm so glad I got taught by a dad You can't test me on a drum kit, I'm bad You're a programmer, and I've made so many tunes Programmer in the game, call me daddy You couldn't beat me any day I can be sad or mad, unhappy or happy It's just this thing that I got in my body That won't let me lose to this batty boy I'm not a fassy, strong, I'm too addy Know his name's Daniel, I'll call him Danny for short Too rapid, and Goodz won't manage And D can't cause me damage I'm an E3 savage Jungle or Garage, I'm happy We can do war like You've been a ghost since Scooby Doo blud And I'll be Scrappy I remember D was riding the Thunderblade When man had a stolen Kawasaki Then I got an R6, stepped up quick I'm a villain in the game, I bang like Schillaci So far gone, it's true, you can't catch me None of you members can't hack me Because I'm too much in the world People try and attack me But I don't have it, I ain't no faggot Ghetts on top when I open the lap You've been away, and I'm back And my flow's real catchy On a Yamaha R6, not a Kawasaki Still a ninja though, show no emotion I ain't sad but I sure ain't happy I make bad boy tunes on my lappy Try and [?] and my digital maccy Studio ting or row ting Watch, I'm on it, I'm from London I ain't from E7 Shut your mouth