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Throughout the party was me, Wiley
Top boy rhythms that I made by me
But I didn't have any rhythm
in the tank though
That's why man had to phone up,
.I. sold vinyl
Now I sell MP3s
and along with them, yeah I sell CDs
When I get a haircut,
shape up, track up
Look like a 50 inch LCD
I got time on my hand, track,
rhyme in my hand
But Grammy are fans of
us in the full circle
They look into your life,
don't matter if it's personal
Could be good, could be hurtful
It's all human instincts,
we're just following human imprints
We think we started this,
started that
When you look on the real side,
we're wrong in an instant
You ain't gonna get anywhere
with all that hate in your heart
Don't wanna take too much
from the gram, nigga, see?
So I'm taking a part
What you gonna do musically?
Now it's not all about making your mark
Well, I'm back where I wanna be
It's not about money,
I'm chasing the art
When I'm chasing, I'm chasing,
I won't stop chasing
No system is gonna block the cre ation
I'm a grand king of the
king conversations
Not a grass,
I don't need compensation
I'd prefer if I was more patient
Like waiting for the trains
at Euston station
Always in a race for the timing
I ain't gonna win but I'm racing
I run up on the stage
like I came with a plan
Didn't even wanna be a lyrical fan
But I stay where I'm standing
Could've been stranded
If I never worked every day,
I'm unhanded
Some dons,
they don't wanna work though
While I'm here sitting with a workload
Even though I didn't get
paid any money
from my first shows
In music, I got a name
that the world knows
You ain't gonna get anywhere
with all that hate in your heart
Don't wanna take too much from the grime,
n***a, see, so I'm takin' a part
What you gonna do musically,
now it's not all about makin' your mark
Well, I'm back where I wanna be,
it's not about money, I'm chasin' up
Don't throw shots,
cos I won't throw shots
We can throw pans,
or we can throw pots
We can throw houses, we can throw shots
I don't give a damn,
cos that's in the whole lot
I said, don't throw shots,
I won't throw shots
We can throw keys,
or we can throw locks
We can throw stones,
or we can throw rocks
I don't give a damn,
cos that's in the whole lot
I said, don't say nothin'
if you ain't sayin' somethin'
Just come out of cool,
don't press my buttons
Guess I got Don to my side
of a curry man,
Pepperman, just like mutton
Every now and then
we gotta make an exception
When Don stormed the game
like Storm the Inception
Seem went quiet for a while
but now we are heading
in the right direction
You ain't gonna get anywhere
with all that hate in your heart
Don't wanna take too much
from the grime nigga see so
I'm taking a part
What you gonna do musically
now it's not all about making your mark
Well I'm back where I wanna be
it's not about money
I'm chasing it off
You ain't gonna get anywhere
with all that hate in your heart
Don't wanna take too much
from the grand n***a,
see, so I'm takin' a part
What you gonna do musically,
now it's not all about makin' your mark
Well, I'm back where I wanna be,
it's not about money,
I'm chasin' the art
I'm tellin' you
Ayy, a -ba -ba -ba -ba -bang
A -ba -ba -ba -ba -bang
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Wiley 
