paroles de chanson Bring Them All / Holy Grime (feat. Devlin) - Wiley , Devlin
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
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