Текст песни King Dizzee - Maxsta
Check
this,
before
anyone
gets
this
one
Misconstrued
or
gets
the
whole
message
wrong,
man
I
ain′t
trying
to
disrespect
anyone
with
this
one
here,
you
get
me?
I'm
just
being
me
I
got
some
questions
I
need
to
get
off
my
chest
-
Even
if
it
never
gets
answered,
you
know
what
I′m
saying?
It's
east
London,
it's
Maxsta,
it′s
grime,
yeah
and
it′s
real
Hold
tight
Wiley,
Hold
tight
Dizzee
Rascal,
yeah
this
one's
called
King
Dizzee
Hold
tight
Kano,
yeah
Baow
You
see,
growing
up,
I
wanted
to
be
like
Dizzee
And
put
on
for
East,
my
part
of
the
city
I
listened
to
his
music,
he
painted
a
picture
I
related
to
the
life
that
he
lived
cuh
Nuttin′
don't
change
on
the
street
When
you′re
caught
up
in
the
cycle,
evading
police
It's
always
hoodies,
hats,
trainers,
and
jeans
Racial
profiling
faces
on
street
But
I
want
to
know
why
you
ducked
out
On
Wiley
and
Roll
Deep,
what
did
they
do?
As
far
as
we
know,
you
pinched
Lisa
Maffia′s
arse
Got
stabbed
and
fell
out
with
the
crew
And
Wiley
was
in
hospital
by
your
bedside
As
far
as
we
all
know,
he's
a
bless
guy
Cuh
he
devoted
his
life
to
the
culture
If
grime
was
a
church,
he'd
be
standing
by
the
altar
First
things
first,
this
ain′t
a
tribute
Secondly,
I
ain′t
gonna
diss
you
I
just
want
to
know
why
you
ducked
out
On
the
mandem
and
the
fans
that
miss
you
I
know
you
probably
don't
give
two
Shits,
I
ain′t
trying
to
make
this
an
issue
I
ain't
been
through
the
things
that
you′ve
been
through
I
just
wanna
understand
I
really
don't
get
it
And
I
wanna
understand
so
I′m
writing
this
song
I
understand
all
the
pop
paychecks
And
the
crib
in
Miami,
but
where
have
you
gone?
I
ain't
saying
you
supposed
to
hang
out
on
street
Doing
meet
and
greets,
I
just
want
to
know
Why
you're
so
anti
to
the
G-R-I-M-E
When
there′s
more
to
life
than
Ps
You
made
some
of
the
best
beats
to
this
day
Man
remix
your
bars
in
the
scene
to
this
day
Like
fam,
you
inspired
me
to
this
day
But
you
left
your
crew,
what
you
teaching
again?
Everybody
want
to
be
the
next
Boy
In
Da
Corner
And
that′s
never
gonna
happen
We
could
all
benefit
from
your
intelligence
But
you
ain't
fucking
with
the
scene
and
it′s
evident
First
things
first,
this
ain't
a
tribute
Secondly,
I
ain′t
gonna
diss
you
I
just
want
to
know
why
you
ducked
out
On
the
mandem
and
the
fans
that
miss
you
I
know
you
probably
don't
give
two
Shits,
I
ain′t
trying
to
make
this
an
issue
I
ain't
been
through
the
things
that
you've
been
through
I
just
wanna
understand
I
don′t
want
to
sound
like
I′m
begging
it
But
I
was
a
real
fan,
can't
question
it
And
I
know
I′m
nuttin'
but
an
outsider
But
from
when
Wiley
was
getting
′em
hyper
You
niggas
were
like
gods
to
me,
first
time
I
spoke
to
Will,
it
felt
like
winning
to
the
lottery
Life's
too
short,
you
man
gotta
speak
Life′s
too
short,
I
mean-
fuck
it
The
two
kings
of
grime
If
anybody
says
different,
the
pricks
are
lying
I'm
just
an
east
boy
Treddin'
On
Thin
Ice
And
Jezebels
love
me
but
I
never
link
twice
I
wear
my
trousers
ridiculously
low
Peng
tings
get
wet
cuh
my
boxers
show
If
I
never
looked
up
to
you
lot,
I
would
have
been
a
lost
yout
Picking
up
a
box
of
snow,
so...
First
things
first,
this
ain′t
a
tribute
Secondly,
I
ain′t
gonna
diss
you
I
just
want
to
know
why
you
ducked
out
On
the
mandem
and
the
fans
that
miss
you
I
know
you
probably
don't
give
two
Shits,
I
ain′t
trying
to
make
this
an
issue
I
ain't
been
through
the
things
that
you′ve
been
through
I
just
wanna
understand
Yeah,
trust
me
man,
hold
tight
all
my
east-siders
man
Hold
tight
everyone,
man,
Cuh
we
never
really
got
shown
the
way,
you
know
what
I'm
saying?
We
had
to
do
what
we
had
to
do,
you
know
what
I′m
saying
Hold
tight
Axeman,
you
get
me
Yeah?
Hold
tight
everyone,
man
And
you
know
how
that
goes
bruv
Yeah?
And
it's
real
man
I
ain't
even
fucking
about
now,
I
swear
down
Yo,
word
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