Bring Them All / Holy Grime

Lyrics for Bring Them All / Holy Grime

Ayy, listen Drink 'nough beers before the game, what d'ya call that? Georgie Best MC Listen, I don't rest MC You man sleep, that's why you're not the best MC You man are part time, never had beef Now you're on your mic like a bulletproof vest MC I'm a double, precious Tek MC Separate heads from necks I was in the shadows, I came to the light with a path My spitters that wanna be first and never be last I've been ahead of the game, I've been ahead of the craft I wanna laugh Come sailing along like a bus With the flow I'm like rah, what the ras? I'm a striker [?] get my triple A passes I'm sitting with the staff Listen up, I ain't normal, I'm sicker than my bars Driven myself crazy, I've been in every condo I like to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging Some man did a crime and talk but that's singing Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in I can work here but it's not a place that I could live in Getting new money though but I've already made a killing I've already made a scene, I already live a dream And the king's road's lonely, you can't go with him When it's time for a test Man ah man have gotta move swiftly 'cause you don't want a knife in your chest In the hood every day, it's [?], living [?] Made it, now you're lying in your bed It's like yo, has anybody seen my flow right here, cuz? Live in your ears like earplugs Keep myself away like rare dubs What makes you so scared, I'm sure fear does On the real though, I set up and face it The devil's high in my scene, that's why I embrace it Let me go on and enjoy what I created Man will jump on the stage and go ape shit For years I've been killing it, trust me Swear down, I will never get rusty My lyrics dem will rough up your lyrics like rugby For the work I put in, the fans love me It's only three bits of liberty Street divinity Me and Will's tyranny And this one's willing me to rise like Pyrenees peaks and I'm lyrically In the sky and then I'm right through infinity Forever after, Dev be the master Hit 'em with the [?] This precinct when it gets darker Don't think you can stand the heat You can't stand this beat I'm like a million and one lightyears way past of an artist's reach Like Mary, I'm hard to beat I think deep About this collabo Historical events unravel Like I went Middlesex, I came to Harrow My man said he feel paro Bloody cuffs, aw my sleeve This shit feels like beef to me When I spit and my arms start swiniging, I'm bringing More raw shit than a [?] works Smell it and know why Kano writ it Wrote it, fuck what you write, don't quote it Focus, look, now I'm back and it's hopeless Comparing me with these seeds Too rare a breed of MC More than once a minute Getting off like [?] are coming to kill it That bang harder, where the fuck's the gimmicks? There ain't nada I've got the heart and spirit you can't harbor [?] pass the limit and then scarper When it comes on top with the urban legend, I get 'em like Carter These spitters can't better these levels of terror I leave my brain in my car but my head is together I make a team of dons quit when I'm put under pressure Rate Devlin, why? He's a grime treasure In grime, I've lined my catalogue up, prime [?] I'm never too far from the hype that I set up I step up like a bredda who's livin' in nice weather At work, puttin' words together with [?] letters I spray, make a big tree lean in the road Trees drop on your house to leave them a cold Trees drop on your car, the windows smash Eskiboy, O2, Indigo back But this whole time, fam, I've been holy in grime [?] first time don't know me in grime But you're never stage right when I'm holding a mic I'm a pro now, bro, I jump over the spike Any hardcore fan of grime Go mad when you hear this bang inside I got the keys like pianists, black and white I've been a beast in the scene all my adult life Ever since Will said "Hello, hi" I was sat in the shadows, high Concocting the maddest vibe With a way less narrow sight Than a homo sapien [?] X-Ray, make way for my death ray Nikola Tesla reborn to a next stage Technology stole our children The world's in debt and our men are all templates I'll bring ten crates of my best mates Puttin' up my worst and best traits Converse in a verse with dead saints Holy grime, it's a blessed day