Extra Extra - Devlin

Yeah, Its D-E-V-Z, big up William

William William, yeah…

Like every couple of years you have to send for someone new

'Cause your career’s dying out or something?

I didn’t even wanna do the tune cause I know…

This is exactly what you want me to do

Now it’s gone too far, too far

Big up Will, droll init

(Wiley) Big up Out-Takers

Don’t try me, I’m grimey

Yeah, William

William, you’re a tit fake like silicone

Sniffs got to your brain cells and it’s killing 'em

You bang girls that are 15?

I’m only 17 and I still wouldn’t do that

Your career’s dead like Biggie and 2Pac

I’m dirty, my career’s flying

You’re nearly 30, and you’re still trying

Now that’s two albums that nobody’s buying

You used to say, «38, 38»

Nowadays you’re about 38, 38

I can’t knock your work rate

But I’m ten years younger and you’ll still get merked mate

She’s 10 and you raped on the first date?

You’re a nonce

And no you don’t make p’s you’re a ponce

And your career’s dead

So you send for The Movement to see the response

You’re dead so you had to send for us

Because you know The Movement’s in the limelight

Best know that your career depends on us

You could never try ending us

You asked to be in The Movement, trying to beg friends with us

We couldn’t let a snake in the clique

That’s why William hates like a bitch

And he’ll feel the blade of my chiv'

Fuck it, ten years younger, Richard I’ll bun ya

I’ll leave you out in the rain and the thunder

Kids watch your back because Wiley will bum ya

I said Wiley will bum ya!

With his eyes bright red and his nose in powder

That’s a circle you just ain’t getting outta

Your body’s rotten by the time that they found you

I’ve got lines to astound you

And yet you chat shit like you’re up with the Gods

Nah you’re in Romford, sucking on cocks

When ten OT man come with the Glocks

What you gonna do when it pops, you cock?

And you chat shit 'bout you’re still in the bits

How’d you think William got his A3?

Sucking on dicks

It’s like prostitution was the last solution, so he tried it

Will tries to hide it

But if he see a cock then he’ll ride it

Get down and shine it and I don’t advise it

But still, William just denies it

He sees an arse and he jumps inside it

I don’t know what his game is, fascinated with an anus

Come through me and get strapped with the flamers

We’ll shoot you ten times, then you’ll be famous

And fuck Mark, keep him, OT aren’t about the weaklings

Syer, it’s you I’m exceeding

It’s the truth that I’m speaking

I heard you and Trims got a beefing

It’s not a beefing

Because Trim speaks one time you’re left bleeding

Mark stop dreaming

You wanna come to Dagenham

Get left on London this evening (Mug)

How can a pussy make a tune called «Gangsters»?

Talking about you move Ps like bankers

Let me say this slow and clear

Say one word about my Mum and I’ll shank yous

And William, nah I’m not stupid

I knew you’d want me to do this

But now it’s gone too far

If I didn’t write this

I would’ve gone mad and put a bomb in your car

You ain’t blown but you think you’re a star

You’re just mediocre, you ain’t on par

Acting like we can’t find where you are

Come through neon lights with a strap and a car

And William, call it a day

Every day, your chance to blow is falling away

You bunned it, will catch a tool in the face

Don’t care if Wills got a tool in the waist

And no you won’t blow like Dylan, you counterfeit villain

If he’s not pilling, he’s sniffing lines of crushed up penicillin

Still, William, he don’t care what he’s sniffing

So you got 50 Gs and spent it, are you demented?

Will’s so old he’s been around since radar was first invented

I said he’s shit and I seriously meant it

I remember that time in Ministry

Pulled me away and told me fuck Dogzy

What do you think, that I’m just like Blake?

I’m real not fake, OT to the grave

It was OT that gave me my name

Paved me the way so that’s where I’ll remain

If it weren’t for Reece, I’d be out in the rain

Hibby took me from the streets to the stage

To the stage

Bye bye Will

Yeah

It’s The Movement 2006

Out-Takers

See you later William