Wiley - Wot Do U Call It? Lyrics

Lyrics Wot Do U Call It? - Wiley



Do you do garage music mate?
You got any of that urban?
(Urban, urban, urban)
House, do you do garage?
Ga-ga-ga-garage
Wot do you call it?
Garage?
Wot do you call it?
Garage? Garage
Wot do you call it?
Urban?
Wot do you call it?
Urban? Urban
Wot do you call it?
2step?
Wot do you call it?
2step? 2step
Tell us wot you call it
Garage I don't care about garage
Listen to this, it don't sound like garage
Who told you that I make garage?
Wiley Kat'z got his own style s'not garage
Make it in the studio but not in the garage
Here in London there's a sound called garage
But this is my sound, it sure ain't garage
I heard they don't like me in garage
'Cause I use their scene but make my own sound
The Eskimo sound is mine recognize this
It's mine, you can't claim what's mine
It's my time to bait you up
I don't hate you but some of you have got a problem
I'm puttin' you outta business why is that a problem
Wot's your problem?
Wot the heck my name is problem, remember
Wot do you call it garage?
(Wot do you call it garage?)
Wot do you call it urban?
(Wot do you call it urban?)
Wot do you call it 2step?
(Wot do you call it 2step?)
Wot do you call it, tell us what you call it then
Why do that think I'm stupid
I got brains, I could never be stupid
You could never use my name to make your raves 'n' jam
I won't turn up, I'll stay at home with my gyal 'n' jam
Can't threaten me with that bad man talk
I'm not scared sorry man
I've seen too much I don't give a monkeys
Swing from tree to tree just like monkeys
Who influenced me to be funky
Who influenced me to make Eski beat
I've made Eski gyals 'n' Eski boys
Movin' there feet to the sound you can hear
You can hear I hear you tryin' to stop my record sales
Record deals like the belt can't hold the waist in
(The waist in)
If it gets too big and it's tremblin' those pots
It blows up and we win
(I'm winnin')
Ready to say my goodbyes
Goodbye to the man who don't like me
Goodbye to the woman who don't like me
Goodbye to the fingers pointin' at me
Goodbye to the promoters that hate me
Goodbye to the people that's hasslin' me
I'm turnin' over a new leaf
Get sharp like a knife in the sheet
If you don't cut the strings it's more beef
See I get the impression I'm not wanted
So I'm givin' you the sound that's not wanted
I'm on my way now
Wish me luck, I'm doin' my thing now
To the bikes let's go everyone who likes this let's go
Everyone who likes that go that way
Go that way, go that way, go that way
Go that way, go that way, go that way
Everyone who likes this come this way
(Come this way)
Let's go this way, let's go this way
Let's go this way, let's go this way
Let's go this way
I'll break everybody down
Take everybody down, any crew any sound
Any MC who's in my way I break down
I'ma show you now it's all changed round
I remember when things were the other way round
When the world got colder and it changed round
I go to every manor and it's all changed round
I want everybody to follow this sound
So don't deny the power of my empire
When I'm hit a strike back with empire
No more crew so we got an empire
Roll Deep empire high flyer high power
I'm a compulsory re-buyer
Go to the shops and I spend them buy what I want
And this is for Roll deep empire
If you work hard then you can be a buyer, like me



Writer(s): Richard Wiley Cowie


Wiley - Treddin' On Thin Ice
Album Treddin' On Thin Ice
date of release
26-04-2004




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