Woo, Yeah! Eski boy, chosen... Da Vinci!

Yo, I'm a deep one, deep son, came from a deep slum
So cold after me the heats done
Yeah, n your flows a cheap one, my flows money
Your fams hear my words, like gym class bubble
Call that a discreet one
Got so many bangers on my mac,
when I flick through fam, I'm dyin to leak one
Mic wars, I'll never retreat, one
You see one? You'll never defeat one
When I come in the dance, anybody try n step on the stage
And I'll press 'Delete One'
Delete 2 delete 3 n chief 1, and I'm far from done
Let the beat run, yeah
I'm all that n then some, but let me know when the heat comes
Or the heats here, n heat I don't fear
I beat ya whole click, nan says 'Oh dear'
Their tunes don't last for the whole year
Next year, my new stuffs gonna go clear
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That's why when its goin my way, everybody
starts getin up out of their old chairs
They wanna know why I'm so clued up?
I jus tell em its London livin, its London livin
And I am what London's givin as an answer to Urban
On a good day Freddie might av Durban
An some man didn't really care with me, or Larry long time
Bus up the version, I don't wanna hear if mans ears are burnin!
For all I care keep burnin, you don't wanna know
about the figures I'm earnin
I'm in the sky though, cant see vermin,
I'm earnin Ya learnin, n heads keep turnin
No you ain't like me, I'm too determined
That's why my new rips got the ends burnin
Ears burnin, still I'm earnin, still man better take a learnin pill
Think back to the days when everybody started
Maths & English plus learnin skillzzzz

Songwriter(s): Richard Cowie
Copyright: Emi Music Publishing Ltd
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